Lt. Tuck Pendleton:
[instructing him to get his jacket/car keys out of his locker]
See that door?
Jack Putter:
Yeah.
Lt. Tuck Pendleton:
Use it.
[Jack turns away from it]
Lt. Tuck Pendleton:
Well what are you waiting for?
Jack Putter:
Look, don't rush me, okay? Just... just be quiet for a second, let me think this through.
Lt. Tuck Pendleton:
Jack, excuse me, but I want you to factor this into your thinking, alright? You heard the man! My air supply's running out! If you don't help me, you're going to wind up with this miniaturized submersible pod floating around your insides with this teeny tiny human skeleton at the helm.
Jack Putter:
[very disgusted]
... ugh.
Lt. Tuck Pendleton:
Not a pretty thought!
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