Masters of Sex

Dr. Austin Langham:
You know we're building artificial satellites?

Dr. Austin Langham:
Shoot 'em into space, and they just... float around.

Dr. Austin Langham:
No tether.

Dr. Austin Langham:
No responsibilities.

Dr. Austin Langham:
That's how I used to feel.

Margaret Scully:
They're not actually floating.

Dr. Austin Langham:
Hmm?

Margaret Scully:
My daughter took a science class.

Margaret Scully:
I borrowed her book.

Margaret Scully:
There are thousands of objects in orbit.

Margaret Scully:
Gravity pulls them toward Earth, but the Earth keeps... curving away underneath them.

Margaret Scully:
They're not actually floating.

Margaret Scully:
What they're really doing... is falling.

Holly:
The Marshfield Fair.

Virginia Johnson:
[over intercom] I'm sorry?

Holly:
Candy apples. It reminds me of when I was little and my dad would buy them for me at the fair. They had this rich, crackly, toffee coating... I'm practically drooling just thinking about them.

Virginia Johnson:
[to Dan] Not exactly the lubrication we were hoping for. [presses intercom button] Thank you, Holly. Feel free to get dressed now.