Lost in Space

"Sarcasm is the recourse of the weak mind."

"Now if you've finished hosing down the decks with testosterone, I suggest you come with me. I may have found a way to get us off this planet."

John Robinson: "Have you noticed, you take to opposite position to whatever I say?"
Maureen Robinson: "Of course I do, we're married."

"Here we go again."

"Am I interrupting something? No really, I think you two should go ahead and slug it out. I mean, here we are on an alien world and you boys want to get into a pissing contest? Please, go for it. I'll have Judy down here in a heartbeat to declare you both unfit, and I'll take over this mission. Now I don't want to hear another word from either of you, is that clear!?"

Major West: "I'm going to try to break us out of the atmosphere."
John Robinson: "No, we don't have enough core material for that."
Major West: "Well, maybe if we catch one of the thermal..."
John Robinson: "No, it won't work. I know. We have to go... down. Through the planet as she's breaking up. We can use the planet's gravity..."
Major West: "What?"
John Robinson: "To throw us ut the other side and back into space!"
Major West: "That's insane!"
John Robinson: "I don't have time to argue."

Major West: "It's working."
John Robinson: "What?"
Major West: "If we can't go around the Sun, then we go straight through it, using your hyperdrive."
John Robinson: "If we engage the hyperdrive without a gate, we could be thrown anywhere in the galaxy."
Major West: "Anywhere but here."

John Robinson: "We're caught in the sun's gravitational pull. We're headed straight for it."
Major West: "Oh, really? Is that what the big round ball is?"