(Author's note: This story takes place in the same timeframe as the others I've
done. It's 3003, Amy has graduated and now works full-time at PE as ship's
engineer. As for where it takes place in Red Dwarf continuity, probably
somewhere in the sixth season.)

(Flyby of Starbug. Cut to interior, Starbug bridge. Lister, Cat, Rimmer and
Kryten at their respective posts)

Lister: Any sign a' Red Dwarf yet?

Cat: Nope.

Lister: Any sign a' ANYTHING?

Cat: Wait... I smell somethin' wierd...

(The ship shakes, and goes all out of focus. The lights go crazy. After a few
seconds of this, it stops, leaving the lights dimmer than normal)

Rimmer: What in smeg's name just happened there?

Kryten: It appears, sir, that we hit a patch of space turbulence. Said patch
caused our timedrive to kick into high gear, catapulting us backward in time,
then caused it to burn out, along with main power.

Lister: How far back in time?

Kryten: Impossible to say for certain, sir, but nearly three million years, I
believe!

Lister: D'you know what this means, man? We gotta send out a distress call,
maybe someone's actually listenin' out there?

Rimmer: Bloody waste of time, if you ask me. Three million years back or no,
we're still in the middle of nowhere.

Lister: Space Corps directive #9999: Always ignore Rimmer. (into radio)To all
available ships, this is the spacecraft Starbug, requesting assistance, please
respond, over...

Rimmer: Oh, for smeg's sake, no one's going to answer that. Who in their right
mind would enter this area of space? The very idea of getting a response is...

Leela (over radio): Starbug, this is the Planet Express delivery ship, Captain
Leela speaking. What kind of assistance do you need?

(Rimmer, for once, is speechless)

Lister (grabs Cat by the shoulders, starts shaking him excitedly): Didya hear
that? There's someone out there! (shakes him again) Someone who isn't any of
you! (shakes him again) Someone FEMALE!

Cat: Fine, I'm happy for you, now stop it! You messin' up my lapels!

Leela (o.r.) Repeating, this is Captain Leela of the Planet Express delivery
ship...

Lister: Yeah, yeah! This is Dave Lister, on the Starbug, an'd we're dead in
space, and...

Rimmer: Oh, shut up and let me handle this. Captain Leela, this is Captain
Arnold J. Rimmer...

Lister: Oh, it's Captain Rimmer now, is it?

Rimmer (ignoring him): Our ship is damaged and we're requesting emergency aid
and supplies. Sending our coordinates now...

Leela (o.r.): Received. We'll be there in about fifteen minutes. Try not to
explode until we get there.

Cat: Fifteen minutes? I gotta do somethin' 'bout my hair!

(Later. The gang are standing by the airlock. The Cat has changed into something
even flashier than he normally wears)

Lister: Can't believe I'm finally getting the chance t'see someone besides you.

Rimmer: My luck, they'll probably be the only species that eats holograms.

(The airlock opens, revealing Leela, Fry, Bender, Amy, and Zoidberg)

Rimmer (at his most pompous): Greetings. Welcome to the Starbug. I'm Captain
Arnold J. Rimmer of the Space Corps. Perhaps you've heard of us.

Leela: No, I can't say that I have.

Lister: Rimmer...

Rimmer: Oh, yes. This is everyone else. (Lister kicks him). Oh, fine. This is
David Lister, my sidekick...

Lister: I'm a SIDEKICK now?

Rimmer: ...the Cat, and Kryten, our mechanoid.

Leela: Well, if we're introducing ourselves, my name's Toronga Leela, and I'm
the captain of this ship. This is Zoidberg, the ship's doctor, Amy Wong, our
chief technician, Philip Fry, our Materiel Transfer Specialist...

Lister: Pardon?

Leela (whispering) Delivery boy. He likes it when we use the title. (normal
tone) And Bender, who we're sure does something.

Bender: I'm the cook.

Leela: Of course you are. So, what kind of trouble are you having?

Lister: Basically, our time drive overloaded, and it also knocked out main
power. We're runnin' on auxilliary.

Amy (excited): Did you say time drive? You have a time drive?

Leela: Uh, maybe Amy could take a look at your time drive? That is, if it's okay
with...

Amy (already running back into the PE ship):
I'llberightbackwithmytoolsdon'tgoanywhere!

(Meanwhile, Kryten is sizing up Bender)

Bender: What th'hell're you starin' at?

Kryten: Oh, it's such a joy to speak to a fellow mechanoid. We can discuss the
wonders of serving humans together!

(Bender stares at Kryten for a long time)

Bender: You sicken me.

(Amy returns with her toolkit)

Rimmer: Ah, you're back. Lister, take her to the engine room.

Lister (with a flourish): After you, m'lady.

(Amy giggles nervously and starts off in the direction Lister indicates. Lister
follows)

Leela: The rest of you can stay on our ship in the meantime.

(The Cat notices that Zoidberg is eyeing him)

Cat: What?

Zoidberg It's company policy that I check any guests for viruses, bacteria, or
delicious, delicious parasites.

Fry: No, it isn't.

Zoidberg (whispering): Qviet, I haven't eaten in days, and you won't let me into
the fridge ever since the unpleasantness.

Fry: You mean when you...

Zoidberg: They don't have to know...

Fry: Is this about the time...

Zoidberg (out loud): Alright, alright, I regurgitated three pounds of sqvid
salad into the vegetable bin so that I could preserve it for future digestion,
are you satisfied already?

Leela: That was you? I thought it was Bender.

Rimmer: And I thought we were dysfunctional.

(Engine room. Amy and Lister are eyeing the burnt-out time drive module)

Lister: Getting main power back up was easy, but I don't think this'll be.

Amy: We'd better take it apart and see if we can find out what's wrong with it.

(They start disassembling the module)

Lister: So, what exactly is it you people do?

Amy: We're an independant delivery service. We specialize in delivering cargo to
planets too dangerous for sane people.

Lister: Sounds like a tough job.

Amy: It's not as bad as it sounds. You get to travel to strange worlds, meet
fascinating new life-forms, run from them because they're trying to kill you
because in their language "Hello" means "I did it with your mom and she gave me
a discount"... I complain, but I think I'd die without the excitement.

Lister: Hold on... aliens? Like creatures from another world aliens?

Amy: Spl'uh, of course creatures from another world aliens.  You met Zoidberg,
right?

Lister: I thought he was just a genetic experiment. Y'see, according to all the
history I've seen, there never was any alien contact.

Amy: That can't be right. What year were you from?

Lister: Well, I'm originally from 2181...

Amy: That explains a lot. First contact came in the 23rd century, when the
Decapoids arrived on Earth and ate all our anchovies. It's 3003 now.

Lister: Y'didn't let me finish, see. I'm originally from 2181, but I was frozen
for three million years. By the time I came to, the whole human race was extinct
except me.

Amy: Really?

Lister: See, that's where we came from. Rimmer...

Amy: Your captain, right?

Lister: He wishes. He's actually a holographic repro of me dead crewmate.

Amy: What about the Cat?

Lister: He's a cat. He evolved from a cat I smuggled aboard me old ship. He's
the reason I was in stasis in the first place. The robot we picked up later. But
the point is, I've seen historical records, and there was no contact with alien
life up until the 41st century.

Amy: Yet here we are in the 31st, and Earth is lousy with aliens. And we've
never had a Space Corps, and you've never heard of DOOP.

Lister: Exactly, there's some sort of...

Amy: Discontinuity... Parrallel universes?

Lister: Somethin' t'think about. In the meantime, let's check this out.

(They have the module mostly disassembled by now.)

Amy: I think I see what the problem is.

Lister: Don't tell me you worked on somethin' like this before?

Amy: No, but the hardware's really not that different from the stuff I've seen.
When there are differences, focus on similarities, and work from there.

Lister: Good way to work.

Amy: "Zen and the Art of Starship Maintenance", page 245. It's kind of my bible.

(Back on the PE ship. Rimmer is boring Leela to tears)

Rimmer: And that's how I saved the entire crew from the polymorph.

Leela: Are you sure you're not related to Zapp Brannigan?

Rimmer: For the last time, no.

Leela: It's just that you've got the same pompous jackass thing going there...

Fry: BAM!

Cat: She gotcha good, man! I've almost gotten over those horrible boots of hers.

Leela: What's wrong with my boots? Everyone keeps making fun of them.

Cat: Nothin, except they givin' off ugly rays.

Leela: Remember when I said you could stay here until your ship was repaired? I
changed my mind. Get out.

Rimmer: Such a wonderful sense of humor!  By the way, what's the deal with the
eye?

Leela (irritated): It's there. What's the deal with the H?

Rimmer: Fair enough, question withdrawn.

(Back in the Starbug engine room. Amy and Lister are finishing up with the
module)

Amy: ...and that should do it.

Lister: Let's test it out.

(They activate it. The ship shudders for a second. Amy checks the readings)

Amy (excited): Jei den wa! We just went one minute forward in time! It works!

Lister: Smeggin' brutal! Yer brilliant, Amy!

Amy: I am?

Lister: Damn right. Y'just fixed a piece of technology that y'never saw before.
I'd call that brilliant.

Amy: (blushing) I never really thought about it. I've never really thought of
myself as smart.

(They stare into each other's eyes for a few seconds)

Lister: How d'you feel about...

Amy: Yes...

Lister: Vindaloo?

Amy: Vindawhat?

Lister: Food o'the gods, woman.

Amy: Do we have time to stop for lunch?

Lister: It's time travel. We have all the spare time we need.

(Back on the PE ship. Kryten is staring at Bender, who is attempting to read the
latest issue of "Pentiumhouse" (This issue: The Crushinator!))

Bender: Will you stop starin' at me already? What the hell d'you want from me,
facetface?

Kryten: I have noticed that your behavior is rather odd. You are rude to the
humans, you don't seem to actually do any work, and you indulge in all manner of
vices. Yet the humans treat you as one of them!

Bender: So?

Kryten: Could you... teach me how to be like you?

Bender: Welp... yer a jerk, but yer willin' t'learn. So I'll give ya a break.
Lesson one: Repeat after me. Bite...

Kryten: Bite...

Bender: My...

Kryten: My...

(Kitchen area on the Starbug, Amy and Lister are finishing up their little
Indian feast)

Amy: So I'm repeatedly kicking him in the stomach, right? So then the next guy
takes over, and it's... the emperor. He's already out, right? And then HE starts
beating up Fry!

Lister (in tears): Brutal! Is 'e as big a git all the time?

Amy: He's not so bad. We went out for a couple of weeks. I even had his head
attached to my shoulder for a few days. (Lowers her sweatjacket collar, exposing
her shoulder) Right here. You can make out the scar if you look closely.

Lister: Y'have a real nice shoulder.

Amy (blushing): First my mind, then my shoulder. I'm getting a lot of new
compliments today. (pause) I really love your accent.

Lister (pause): Well... ah...

Amy: You have a peice of onion stuck in your teeth.

Lister (trying to get it with his tongue): Wah.... awmoh do' i'

Amy: I'll get it.

(She leans in. They kiss. Boy, do they kiss. they pull apart)

Lister: You got it.

Amy: You have curry breath. (smiles) I think I LIKE curry breath.

(They lean in and kiss again, even longer, then they sweep the remaining dishes
off the table and start making out. They fall off the table after about a
minute and continue on the floor)

(Meanwhile, back on the PE ship)

Rimmer: That's it, they've been far too long. What could they possibly be doing?

(Fry and Leela eye each other but say nothing. Kryten enters from the rear)

Rimmer: And just where have YOU been?

Kryten: Oh, Mr. Bender and I have been having the most remarkable time! We have
spent the last few hours consuming malt beverages, igniting small bundles of
tobacco leaves and inhaling the emissions, looking at suggestive pictures of
female robots, and engaging in games of chance! Though I suspect he was
cheating, sir.

Rimmer: Never mind that, I need you to go back to the Starbug and collect Lister
and that technician of theirs.

Kryten: Ah, very well, sir. And later, I will prepare you a feast consisting of
portions of my metallic posterior!

Rimmer: What?

Kryten: Hmmm, this is harder than I thought.

(Kryten enters the Starbug. He checks around in various places. Finally, he
enters the kitchen, where he finds Lister and Amy's clothing scattered all over
the place. He picks up Amy's sweatjacket, coming to a relization of what has
happened.)

Kryten: Oh... my God in Silicon Heaven...

(On cue, Lister and Amy get up from behind the table. They are obviously
completely naked, and still a bit dazed. Thanks to the Fox censors, their
strategic parts are concealed behind convenient props. Kryten goes wide-eyed in
horror)

Lister: Well, don't just stand there, smeghead, hand us our underwear!

(Kryten does so, averting his eyes)

Kryten: I... am shocked and dimayed, sir. How could you?

Lister: D'you want me t'explain the process in detail, or should I just draw a
diagram?

Kryten: And with that... that floozy!

Amy (indignant): "FLOOZY"?

Kryten: Obviously, she has you in some sort of pheromonal trance... Good Silicon
Lord, that marking on her arm, is that what I think it i... Oh my!

Lister: Look, ya mechanoidal bluenose, what happened between us happened between
two consentin' adults, and, therefore, is none of yer smeggin business! Ya got
me?

Amy: "FLOOZY"?

Lister: And if y'insult her one more time, I swear I'm gonna shove that cubic
head of yours so far up yer groinal socket you'll be able t'see yerself think!

Kryten (snippy): I see you're in no mood for rational discussion. By the way,
Rimmer wants you back on the Planet Express ship, if you can tear yourself away
from... that.

(Back on the PE ship. Kryten reenters, followed by Lister and Amy, who are still
holding hands)

Rimmer: Finally, what the smeg took you? (he notices that Lister and Amy are
holding hands) ...oh.

Lister: Surprised y'can recognize it.

Leela: Amy, I need to speak to you.

(Amy looks at Lister for a second, then follows Leela)

Rimmer: Amazing. Bloody amazing. How in blazes did you manage to attract THAT
magnificent creature?

Lister: Maybe I didn't call her a "magnificent creature"? I mean, is "creature"
yer idea of a compliment?

Rimmer: But... look at you! You barely walk erect!

Cat: Love is blind, dude.

Rimmer: Apparenty, it's hard of smell, too.

(Break room. Leela, a cup of coffee in hand, is chewing out Amy)

Leela: What am I going to do with you?

Amy: God, it's not like this hasn't happened before.

Leela: It happens all the time! Did you get tired of sleeping your way across
the universe? Are you trying to break time and dimensional barriers now?

Amy: Look, it's my business who and what I sleep with, okay? It's not like I'm
not on the hypo. There aren't any surprises in my future.

Leela: It just drives me crazy to see you keep doing this to yourself!

Amy: Doing what to myself? Enjoying myself? Just because all the men you slept
with turned out to be pompous blowhards or shapeshifting creeps... Oh, god, I'm
sorry. I didn't mean...

Leela: No, it's all right. I shouldn't be yelling at you. It's just that seeing
you breeze your way into and out of relationships keeps reminding me what a
shambles my own love life is.

Amy: I... I don't think this one's gonna be so easy to breeze out of.

Leela: What?

Amy: I think I'm in love with him, Leela.

(Leela drops her coffee on the floor)

Amy: I know. Party Girl just took Cupid's arrow straight through the heart.

Leela: What makes him different from the others?

Amy: He's... real. There's nothing fake about him. He's just...what he is. I
love that about him. And he likes me for my mind. Nobody ever liked me for my
mind before. They all want me for my body, or worse, they just want to get to my
money.

Leela: What about Fry? What about Kif?

Amy: I don't know what's up with Kif. Every time we try to get together, the
fatso finds some excuse to detain him. And Fry, well... that was never gonna
work. Even when we were together, I could tell that it wasn't really me he was
interested in.

Leela: Do you think Dave feels the same way as you?

Amy: I don't know. I definitely feel a connection.

Leela: Go talk to him. That's an order.

Amy (smiling): Order received, Captain.

(Back to the bridge)

Rimmer: Space Corps directive #4817 CLEARLY states that crew members must give
detailed descriptions of any sexual encounters to their superior officers!

Lister: Y'made that one up!

Rimmer: Yes, I did! Doesn't that prove that I'm really keen on getting a
detailed description?

Lister: Y'bloody perv. I'll do no such thing.

Cat: Whoah. I think this one might be the real thing, Rimmer.

Rimmer: Nonsense. The entire concept of "love at first sight" was just invented
to sell greeting cards.

(enter Amy)

Amy: Dave, I think we need to talk.

Rimmer: We were just leaving.

Lister: Could y'give me a few minutes with her, or are y'that keen t'get back
t'our exciting lives o'sittin' around on a ugly starship in the middle of a
dead, empty universe?

Rimmer: Go. If it'll shut up your bloody sarcasm.

(In Amy's quarters on the PE ship.)

Lister: So...

Amy: So... Dave, I... I think I have feelings for you. The deep kind of
feelings.

Lister: What... that's great. I was wonderin' if you felt th'same way, but I
didn't know how to bring it up.

Amy: But you're leaving now... I don't want you to leave. Why do you even have
to leave, anyway? What's there for you?

Lister (coming to a realiztion): Nothin' Nothin's there.

(Bridge. Lister and Amy return. The rest of the PE and RD crew are already here)

Cat: 'Bout time. I'm getting sick o'the walkin' seafood platter there.

Zoidberg (shaking a claw): Hey,  you vant a piece of me?

Lister: Well, I guess this is goodbye.

Kryten: Excellent. Now we can all return to the ship and act like none of this
has happened. (to Amy) Don't let the airlock hit you in the posterior on the way
back.

Lister: I meant goodbye to you. I'm stayin' right here.

Kryten (sobbing): But... I thought you cared about us.

Lister: Look, I'll miss ya, Kytie.

Kryten: No. Go. Go with your cheap tramp girlfriend. (Stomps back into Starbug,
insulted)

Rimmer: Now look what you've done.

Cat: Yeah, man, you leavin' me alone with them!

(Rimmer and the Cat follow Kryten)

Amy: Look, I think you'd better go talk to them.

Lister: Yeah, I need t'get a few things anyway. Come on. Maybe if they actually
got to know you, they'd accept you.

(they leave)

Fry: Well, this was an interesting sidetrip.

(They don't notice the masked, black-clad stranger coming up behind them. The
stranger zaps Fry, Zoidberg, and Bender with some type of energy weapon)

Leela (turning around): Who are you?

(Leela POV: The stranger levels the weapon at her)

Stranger (harsh, didstorted metallic voice): You'll never find out.

(He xaps her. Fade out.)

(Back on Starbug)

Lister: Look, we just came here to get a few thing from my quarters, but before we do, I just wanted to say me proper goodbyes.

Kryten: Did you have to bring... her?

Lister: Look, if you gave her a chance, maybe you'd see in her what I see.

Kryten: Hmmm... obscene body art, big hair, and are those real? I think not. Ah,
yes, now I see it.

Amy: Look, did it ever occur to you that maybe I'm not some sort of
sweatsuit-wearing succubus? That we might actually have genuine feelings for
each other? That, just maybe, we want to spend the rest of our lives together?
Is that so difficult for your mechanical brain to figure out?

(Kryten looks chastened)

Amy (continuing): You claim to be his friend. Maybe you should actually pay
attention to what he needs?

Kryten (crying, hugging Lister): Oh, I'm so sorry about my shameful behavior.
Can you ever forgive me?

Lister: Yeah yeah, I forgive you. But there's someone else you should apologize
to.

Kryten (to Amy): I regret all the terrible things I said to you, Miss Wong.
(falling at her feet, weeping) I'll understand completely if you wish to
dismantle me.

Amy: Stop it. Get up. You're forgiven. (To Lister) He's no Bender.

Kryten: Ah, that reminds me! (simulates clearing throat): I humbly invite you to
utilize your incisors on my lustrous rear end!

Lister: Huh?

Kryten: Again I've failed.

Rimmer: Wait. How do we know for sure that she's not just after your money?

Lister (incredulous): What money?

Amy: Since I'm a billionnaire, I don't think that'll be a problem.

Rimmer: What?

Lister: What?

Cat: That's it. You goin'. In fact, I'm comin' too.

Lister: Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Amy: I wanted to make sure you liked me because of who I am, not because of what
I have.

Lister: That would never be a problem. I'd love you if you were dirt poor.

Cat: But she's not, she's filthy rich, man! You hit the jackpot!

Rimmer: Are you certain we can't persuade you to stay?

Lister: What d'you think?

Rimmer: Shame to lose you, old man.

Lister: Catch y'again on the way back.

(Lister and Amy head toward Lister's quarters)

Kryten (sobbing): Oh, sirs, promise you'll never leave me.

Cat: Fine, fine, just no damn group hugs, this material wrinkles easily!

(The stranger shows up, and zaps the three before they can react.

Stranger: One more loose end to take care of.

(Lister's quarters. Lister and Amy are gathering some of his stuff in a bag.)

Lister: So, you really a billionnaire?

Amy: Yeah, 'fraid so. You know how I told you I'm from Mars? well, my parents
kinda... own most of it. But, I think I'll give it up. I don't need it.

Lister: It still won't matter to me.

Amy: Good, 'cause I'm keeping the money. I'm not stupid.

(The stranger shows up)

Stranger: This has to end.

Amy: What?

Stranger: The two of you cannot be allowed to be together. Her memory will be
wiped and she will be returned to her ship.

Lister: Look, who are ya, anyway. What gives y'the right?

(The stranger begins to remove his mask. Shocked reaction from Lister and Amy)

Lister: No...

Amy: Aiya...

(The stranger's mask has been removed, revealing him to be... David Lister,
fifteen years older, hanceforth referred to as Lister 2)

Lister 2: Beginning to understand now?

Amy: He's you... but... older.

Lister 2: Quick on the uptake, you were.

Lister: Look, what is this about?

Lister 2: What it's about is that if you stay in this universe, you will cease
to exist.

Lister: What?

Lister 2: You have a destiny to fulfill in your own universe. If you don't
fulfill it, your own existance will be threatened.

Lister: Give me one reason I should believe you.

Lister 2: Ourobouros.

Amy (spiteful): Gesundheit.

Lister: No, that was the name written on the box I was found in.

Amy: What, "Abandoned Property" was taken already?

Lister: Pardon?

Amy: Private, stupid joke. Stupid, like me.

Both Listers: You're not stupid!

Amy: Yes, I am. I'm stupid for thinking that I ever had a shot at real love.

Lister: Look, stop talkin' like that. There's a chance we could still be
together. You could return with me to Starbug.

Lister 2: No, she can't. She's not part of your... our future. Besides, she
belongs here, in this universe, with her friends and her own destiny to fulfill.
Would you really want her stuck in your own dull, lifeless universe?

Amy: Dave, I'd go with you anywhere. But he's right. You have a future, and I'm
not in it. I understand.

(She punches Lister 2 in the stomach. Hard.)

Amy: But I don't have to like it.

Lister 2 (grunts in pain): Almost forgot about that. Wasn't ready.

(Amy and Lister look at each other sadly, then share one last kiss)

Amy: Mmmm, I'm going to miss you, Curry Breath. (To Lister 2) But I won't, will
I? You'll see to that. Come on. Let's get it over with.

(Lister 2 raises his weapon, hesitates)

Amy (through tears): DO IT, you stupid bastard!

(Lister 2 zaps her. She crumples, Lister catches her)

Lister: Was this really neccesary?

Lister 2: You know the answer already.

Lister: What about the others?

Lister 2: Her crew's minds have been wiped, and I've programmed some fake
memories into Bender to explain what happened to them. Same for your crew.... I
can wipe your memories too.

Lister: But you can't, can you, because I become you, and I have to remember...
I hate these time paradoxes.

Lister 2: Me too.

Lister: Shut up. When did I get t'be such a smeghead?

(PE bridge. Everyone is back at their posts, unconscious. Bender is the only one
awake. Slowly, the others rouse)

Leela (groggy): Wha... everyone here?

(the others mumble in the affirmitive)

Leela: Bender, can you tell us what happened?

Bender: Basically, we hit a patch of weird space turbulence, and all you
biological types got knocked out by the elctromagnetic radiation. I'da switched
on th'autopilot, but that woulda been work.

Fry: Are we all in one piece?

Zoidberg: I have a terrible rumpache.

Leela: My vision's all blurry... wait, my contact lens fell out.

(She picks up a really big contact lens, puts it in, and blinks twice.)

Leela: Much better.

Amy: My mouth tastes like curry for some reason.

Zoidberg: Oh, that's a common sign of gill fungus. Tell me, do your flaps feel
svollen?

Amy: No... I feel like I lost something really important.

Fry: Check your sock drawer. That's where I looked when I lost my socks, and
bingo, that's where my socks were!

Leela: Well, I think we lost enough time. Let's get out of here.

Bender: Great! I'm workin' on a new recipe...

Leela: So, we're eating out tonight. Any recommendations?

Amy: Do you know any good Indakistani places? I have the strangest craving for
vindaloo...

(Meanwhile, back on the Starbug. Lister is sketching something.)

Rimmer: I was unaware you could draw anything but flies.

Lister: Hah. If wit was a weapon, you'd be armed with a smeggin' Nerf bat.

Kryten: Don't listen to him, sir, it's a fine likeness. Who is it of?

Lister: Just this girl I knew once.

(Closing credits, over Lister's sketch of Amy)