Water has no taste, no color, no odor; it cannot be defined, art relished while ever mysterious. Not necessary to life, but rather life itself. It fills us with a gratification that exceeds the delight of the senses.
Terrance: Im Terrance, Im plowing.
Thomas: Im Thomas, Im pulling a train. What ugly wheels youve got.
Terrance: Theres not ugly. Theyre caterpillars. I can go anywhere.
I dont need rails.
Thomas: I dont want to go anywhere. I like my rails, thank you.
A precise hit will start a chain reaction which should destroy the station. Only a precise hit will set off a chain reaction. The shaft is ray-shielded, so you'll have to use proton torpedoes.
That's impossible! Even for a computer.
It's not impossible. I used to bullseye womp rats in my T-16 back home, they're not much bigger than two meters.
Then man your ships. And may the Force be with you.