Kevyn: There you go, good as new.
Ennesby: Thanks, Commander.
Kevyn: Not "Commander." Just "Kevyn." I told you, I quit.
Ennesby: Whatever. By the way, I think Schlock is looking for you.
Schlock:Looking? Found.
Kevyn: Sorry, Sergeant. I'm on my way out.
Schlock: Not until you replace the plasgun you blew up, you're not.
Schlock: It needs sights, aperture control, and not even one little button that lets a commanding officer use it as a bomb.
Kevyn: How about three buttons and a key-co
Schlock: NO.