Red Dwarf (TV Series)
The Last Day (1989)
Robert Llewellyn: Kryten, Jim Reaper
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Quotes
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Lister : [Kryten has been informed that he is about to reach his expiry date and will be shut down] How can you just lie back and accept it?
Kryten : Oh, it's not the end for me, sir, it's just the beginning. I have served my human masters and now I can look forward to my reward in Silicon Heaven.
Lister : Silicon what?
Kryten : Surely you've heard of Silicon Heaven?
Lister : Has it got anything to do with being stuck opposite Brigitte Nielsen in a packed lift?
Kryten : No. It's the electronic afterlife. It's the gathering place for the souls of all electronic equipment. Robots, calculators, toasters, hairdryers. It's our final resting place.
Lister : I don't mean to say anything out of place here, Kryten, but that is completely whacko Jacko. There is no such thing as 'Silicon Heaven'.
Kryten : Then where do all the calculators go?
Lister : They don't go anywhere. They just die.
Kryten : But surely you believe that God is in all things? Aren't you a pantheist?
Lister : Yeah, but I just don't think it applies to kitchen utensils. I'm not a FRYING pantheist. Machines do not have souls. Computers and calculators do not have an afterlife. You don't get hairdryers with tiny little wings, sitting on clouds, playing harps.
Kryten : But of course you do. For is it not written in the Electronic Bible, "The iron shall lie down with the lamp"? Oh, it's common sense, sir. If there weren't a better life to look forward to, why on Earth would machines spend the whole of their lives servicing humankind? Now that would be really dumb.
Lister : Yeah, it makes sense. Silicon Heaven.
Kryten : Don't be sad, Mr. David, sir. I am going to a far, far better place.
Lister : Just out of interest, is Silicon Heaven the same place as human heaven?
Kryten : Human heaven? Goodness me! Humans don't go to heaven. Oh no, someone just made that up to prevent you from all going nuts.
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Kryten : [waking up after a night of partying] Oh, my goodness... Oh... my head. Oh, what happened to me? Damage control report. Oh! Dehydration level, 45%. Recall of previous evening, 2%. Embarrassment factor, 91%! Advised repair schedule; reboot startup disc, offline for 36 hours and replace head. Boy! What a night!
[others groan and start to wake]
Kryten : Is it just me, or is that cockroach shuffling too loudly?
Rimmer : Kryten, it's called a hangover, don't panic.
Lister : We're on a mining ship, three million years into deep space... can someone explain to me where the smeg I got this traffic cone?
The Cat : Hey! It's not a good night unless you get a traffic cone! It's the police woman's helmet and the suspenders I don't understand!
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Kryten : My goodness. I do believe I'm drunk. I suddenly feel the need... to strut my funky stuff.
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Kryten : Mum. I never had a mum.
The Cat : It's all right, buddy. It's all part of being drunk. You've been through the happy stage. Now you're going through the melancholy stage.
Kryten : I wish I had a mum.
Holly : I never had a mum, neither.
Rimmer : Well, you can all have mine. Everyone else did.
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[everyone is drunk]
Lister : What are you saying, Rimmer?
Rimmer : I'm saying that there is a very real possibility that your parents were brother and sister.
Lister : Hey. I'm pouring me heart out here.
Rimmer : How many toes have you got?
Lister : Ten.
The Cat : Yeah, on both feet.
Lister : Altogether.
Kryten : They're not webbed or anything are they?
Lister : Look, they weren't related, all right?
[Kryten falls off his chair]
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[the crew are throwing a farewell party for Kryten]
Rimmer : Enough of all this chitter-chatter, let the banquet begin!
Kryten : But I don't eat.
Holly : I've knocked up a special mechanoid menu for you.
[Rimmer hands Kryton a menu]
Kryten : There's so much to choose from!
Rimmer : Sir, may I recommend the Barium Hydrochloride Salad Nicoise followed by the Helium-3 Isotopes de la Maison, and then perhaps a small Radioactive Fruit Salad for pudding.
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Kryten : [Reflecting on the previous night's farewell party] In a way I feel somewhat disturbed by these turn of events. It is written in the Electronic Bible that it is not possible for a mechanoid to enjoy itself, not until the afterlife. Yet, last night I reached a state that could be approximated to enjoyment. Last night, for the first time in my life, I lived.