HeadOfSecurity: Dramatically return
HeadOfSecurity: Sure isn't. Even if I kinda wish it was.
RedDwarf: What the hell are you talking about?
RedDwarf: 'Cause now I really am extra-sure this is hell.
HeadOfSecurity: Your bullshit got my brains spread all over. You? You're just between heartbeats. Barely even oxygen-deprived, lucky fucker.
RedDwarf: So, what? I go into the light after some afterlife pep-talk from the ghost of rent-a-cops past?
HeadOfSecurity: Nah. You get your choice is what you get.
RedDwarf: Choice of what?