Jevee Ceeta: Ennesby, put me through to Tagon. There's intelligent life on this planet.
Ennesby: Umm, yeah. We know that already, Colonel.
Jevee Ceeta: I've made contact with the natives, though. Contact!
Ennesby: I hate to break this to you, Colonel Ceeta, but half of the company has done that by now.
Jevee Ceeta: Fine. I'm going to go teach them to make fire with flint and steel.
Ennesby: That'll work out great. Pronto called me and said he has almost taught them how to make gunpowder.