Barf:
The minute we move in they're gonna spot us on their radar.
Lone Starr:
Nuh-uh.
Barf:
Uh-huh.
Lone Starr:
Nuh-uh.
Barf:
Uh-uh.
Lone Starr:
Nuh-uh. Not if we jam it.
Barf:
Aha! You're right.
Lone Starr:
Down scope.
Barf:
Down scope.
[puts down a periscope and targets the Spaceball 1's radar dish]
Barf:
Radar about to be "jammed."
[then, a huge jar of "jam" smashes into the dish]
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