From [b]Galaxy Quest[/b]:
Jason (Tim Allen) sleeps, on the floor under the coffee table, hungover, dead to the world. There is a knocking on the door. He barely moves. Every indication is that he's dead. More knocking. He stirs enough to groan. The knocking continues ... Jason opens his eyes and sees THE ALIENS standing outside his patio door, looking in at him. He groans, gets up from under the table and makes his way wearily to the door.
Jason opens the door in his underwear, drooping bloodshot eyes, squint of a headache ... There before him are THE ALIENS dressed in their perfect GALAXY QUEST attire. Jason stares at them, bleary eyed. With earnest respectful faces, the five salute him in the classic "GALAXY QUEST" style.
Jason: Can I help you?!
The leader, MATHASAR, steps forward. Speaks quickly:
Sir, I understand this is a terrible breach in protocol,
Jason: Right. You shouldn't come to my house.
MATHASAR (CONTINUING): ... but please, I beg you to hear our plea. We are Thermians from the Klatu Nebula. Our people are being systematically hunted and slaughtered by Roth'h'ar Sarris of Fatu-Krey. We are to meet in negotiation. However our past efforts in this regard have been disastrous.
Please Commander, you are our last hope.
(beat)
We have secured our limousine.
Jason: What? ... Oh, oh, oh, oh, um. It's the thing for the thing that's, um –
(beat)
Maybe I should get some pants on. Come on in.
---Inside---
The four aliens stand on one side of the room. Jason, mostly dressed, hunts under his couch for something.
MATHASAR: Commander, I must say that standing here in your presence is the greatest honor we could ever have hoped to achieve in our lifetimes. *Mostly all they can see of Jason at the moment is his butt, as he is on his knees, looking for his shoes. *
Jason: That's – I really appreciate that. Would you guys look for another shoe that looks like this, please? *holds up a shoe*
THE ALIENS look around for the other shoe, mostly by staring at the ceiling.
--- Limo ---
Jason sits in back with MATHASAR and the others, half-awake. The three men are seated across from Jason, and a dark-haired female is sitting next to him. Jason, ever the ladies' man, eyes her appreciatively.
LAHNK: Sir, I am Lahnk, senior requisition officer. Before we travel to the ship, please let me know if you have any requirements. Weapons, documents, personnel...
Jason: Um – a Coca Cola? Do you have one of those?
One of the aliens nods to the other who opens a compartment in the limo and takes out a cola.
TEB: Sir, I am Teb. I would like to explain the history between our people and the Sarris Dominion in greater detail.
JASON (to LALIARI, the dark-haired female)
Hey, how ya doin'?
TEB
In the 5 million years following the great nebula burst our people were one...
Jason: (to LALIARI) What's your name?
She just smiles and sits there.
Jason: Doesn't she talk?
TEB: Her translator is broken.
LALIARI says something, but it comes out a weird mix of sounds. Like a screaming baby inside a bagpipe.
Jason: Okey dokey... Ya know, guys, I had a late night with a Kreemorian Fangor Beast, so I'm going to just shut my eyes for a bit. But go on, I'm listening to everything you say. Okay? ...
Jason is asleep before Teb gets the next sentence out.
TEB (CONTINUING)...
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