HeadOfSecurity: That's right. Your little terrorist pal gonna die in there and you're gonna die out here.
HeadOfSecurity: Don't worry about bein' apart. I'll toss your bodies out into the void and you can drift into the star together you insurgent scumbags.
RedDwarf: Shut up!! I'm trying to think!
HeadOfSecurity: Because if you worthless commies can't get a proper job, the least you can be is sun fuel.
RedDwarf: Shut!! Up!!
HeadOfSecurity: Now why don't you come out here and make me. Or are you too lazy to even do that job? Huh? Can you hear those turret shots? I bet your pal is feelin' a lot of pain.

RedDwarf: have your bullets negotiate with his face.