Captain Simian & The Space Monkeys

[repeated line, usually referring to the Orbitron]

Captain Simian:
I've *got* to get that thing fixed.

Shao Lin:
Captain, the fuel supply is at critical.

Captain Simian:
What? How did that happen?

Shao Lin:
If I recall, your words were, 'You see the fuel supply as half-empty, I see it as half-full.'

Captain Simian:
That was a JOKE!

Captain Simian:
Orbitron, how close are we to the nearest fuel depot in this galaxy?

Orbitron:
You should have thought of that before we left home!

Captain Simian:
[the crew picks the Captain up from the floor] What just happened?

Dr. Splitz:
Excellent Captain! It would seem that as soon as you lost consciousness, the illusions dissipated.

Captain Simian:
Wonderful... my proudest moment...

Spydor:
You lost a baby tooth!

Gor-illa:
Will it grow back?

Spydor:
Sure! Quick as a wink!

Gor-illa:
[winks, feels gums] It's not there, Spydor.

Spydor:
No, no, big guy, it's just an expression. Means it'll happen in two shakes of a... it'll happen soon.

Gor-illa:
How soon?

Spydor:
Eh, before you can say J... ah, I'll get back to you on that.

Shao Lin:
Recording Sector 3879-B Captain.

Captain Simian:
Log the coordinates.

Orbitron:
No, no, no! Where's the feeling? These are coordinates! You want them logged. You NEED them logged. Try it again, and this time, make... me... CRY.

Spydor:
[firing at aliens] Take that ya big tinsel-headed robot mooks!

Spydor:
[lazers bounce of aliens without effect] Heh - whaddaya know? They took it...

Captain Simian:
Orbitron, come with me.

Orbitron:
You like me, you really like me!

[Trying to make aliens launch an attack]

Captain Simian:
[On the P.A] We are the Space Monkeys! Resistance is useless, your weapons are useless!

Shao Lin:
Captain, they may actually surrender.

Captain Simian:
[Thinks] You're right.

Captain Simian:
[On the P.A] That is, we *think* your weapons are useless.

General Yot:
We are no match for your advanced weapons. We surrender

Captain Simian:
[Slapping his forehead] I don't *want* you to surrender! How can I convince you we come in peace?

[Gor is poked with an electric prod and promtly turns into Gor-mungus and starts destroying the building]

Orbitron:
Well, that certainly was convincing.

[Dr. Splitz has just chimed out a lot of complicated Science jargon]

Gor-illa:
What does that mean?

Dr. Splitz:
[as Splitzy] When y'all find out, tell me!

[repeated line]

Captain Simian:
[For no apparent reason] Check!

[repeated line]

Captain Simian:
Strangely soothing.

[repeated line]

Rhesus 2:
Bad brain!

[repeated line]

Apax:
Only in Andromeda!

Nebula:
Surrender... and Die.

Spydor:
Isn't that supposed to be "OR die?"

Rhesus 2:
[after putting his brain back in] I must always remember: Twist, then snap!