Massey: Captain, we've got to evacuate the ship right now!
Tagon: Calm down. What's the threat?
Massey: The collective has planted limpet nukes on the hull. We have less than seven minutes before they go off!
Tagon: How do I know you aren't lying to me?
Kevyn: Well, sir, he did crap his pants.
Tagon: Oh, s(obscured)hit
Kevyn: My sentiments precisely, sir.