Dark Helmet:
[appearing in the room, lifting up his visor]
I can't breathe in this thing.
Colonel Sandurz:
We're approaching Planet Druidia, sir.
Dark Helmet:
Good. I'll call Spaceball City and notify President Skroob immediately.
Radio Operator:
I already called him, sir. He knows everything.
Dark Helmet:
What? You went over my helmet?
Radio Operator:
Well not exactly over, sir... more to the side - I'll always call you first, it will never happen again, never, ever.
[Helmet gets out his Schwartz ring]
Radio Operator:
Oh, shit. No, no, no. No, please, please, no.
[covering his neck]
Radio Operator:
Not that.
Dark Helmet:
[lowers his visor]
Yes, that.
[aims the beam at the operator's crotch, as the operator agonizes in pain]
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