[Pub Lover]

LISTER: Anesthesis stasis pods!

He fiddles with a near-by control panel. One of the pods slides out from the wall and begins to open.

LISTER: I must have triggered something.
KRYTEN: Doctor? Doctor Lanstrom?

The open pod pours forth smoke, but they they can't see anything inside yet.

LANSTROM: (_Very_ heavy German accent) And whom might you be?
LISTER: Hi. We were just passing. We heard the beacon.
LANSTROM: Schopenhauer was right, wouldn't you say? Life without pain has no meaning. Gentlemen I wish to give your lives meaning.

LANSTROM sits up in the stasis pod. A howl emanates from her. Her eyes glow a fluorescent red colour and electrical bolts emerge from them aimed at LISTER, KRYTEN, and CAT.

LISTER: Why can't we ever meet anyone nice?
CAT: Why don't we ever meet anyone who can shoot straight?