NARRATOR: The mercenary warship Breath Weapon, very recently re-refurbished and very unexpectedly re-crewed...
MURTAUGH: Attention! This is Captain Murtaugh.
MURTAUGH: We seem to be back aboard the Breath Weapon, but we were 'ported here with no warning.
MURTAUGH: We do not appear to be in combat, but don't take anything for granted.
MURTAUGH: We do not know how many of us are here. Platoons, form up and find out.
MURTAUGH: External sensors suggest we're in the Mnei-Oa system, but in the spirit of taking nothing for granted, I'm leaving that at “suggest.”
MURTAUGH: We're mustering in the forward mess. You have ten minutes.
MURTAUGH: Murtaugh out.
LIZ: C'mon, Nick! We gotta run!
NICK: It's a three-minute walk.
LIZ: The whole crew will be in the forward mess.
NICK: Oh... you think they're gonna want cookies?
LIZ: So many cookies.