Kryten: [watching Rimmer's old home movies] Who's that there? An old girlfriend, Mr Arnold, sir?
Rimmer: Hardly.
Kryten: No, not really your type, I suppose. Silly old trout like that.
Rimmer: She's my mother.
Kryten: Oh! Oh God- I am SO sorry, sir!
Rimmer: Just forget it.
Kryten: Oh, how can I forget it, sir?! I compared it to a foolish aged blubbery fish! I said she was a- A simple-minded, scaly old piscine! I intimated she was an ugly, lungless marine animal with galloping senility! A putrid, amphibious, gill-breather with- with- with less brains than a mollusc!
Rimmer: Forget it! Freeze. Ah, there she is. Magnificent woman. Very prim, very proper. Some thought austere. Some took her for cold, thought she was aloof. No, not a bit of it. She just despised idiots, no time for fools. Tragic really, otherwise we'd have got on famously.
Kryten: Well, if you'll excuse me sir, I'll go now. This is very clearly a private family moment. I've no fish to embarass you further, I'll let myself trout. [beat] OH SIR, I'M SO-
Rimmer: Just. Go.
Rimmer: Hardly.
Kryten: No, not really your type, I suppose. Silly old trout like that.
Rimmer: She's my mother.
Kryten: Oh! Oh God- I am SO sorry, sir!
Rimmer: Just forget it.
Kryten: Oh, how can I forget it, sir?! I compared it to a foolish aged blubbery fish! I said she was a- A simple-minded, scaly old piscine! I intimated she was an ugly, lungless marine animal with galloping senility! A putrid, amphibious, gill-breather with- with- with less brains than a mollusc!
Rimmer: Forget it! Freeze. Ah, there she is. Magnificent woman. Very prim, very proper. Some thought austere. Some took her for cold, thought she was aloof. No, not a bit of it. She just despised idiots, no time for fools. Tragic really, otherwise we'd have got on famously.
Kryten: Well, if you'll excuse me sir, I'll go now. This is very clearly a private family moment. I've no fish to embarass you further, I'll let myself trout. [beat] OH SIR, I'M SO-
Rimmer: Just. Go.
Kryten : [watching Rimmer's old home movies] Who's that there? An old girlfriend, Mr Arnold, sir?
Rimmer : Hardly.
Kryten : No, not really your type, I suppose. Silly old trout like that.
Rimmer : She's my mother.
Kryten : Oh! Oh God- I am SO sorry, sir!
Rimmer : Just forget it.
Kryten : Oh, how can I forget it, sir?! I compared it to a foolish aged blubbery fish! I said she was a- A simple-minded, scaly old piscine! I intimated she was an ugly, lungless marine animal with galloping senility! A putrid, amphibious, gill-breather with- with- with less brains than a mollusc!
Rimmer : Forget it! Freeze. Ah, there she is. Magnificent woman. Very prim, very proper. Some thought austere. Some took her for cold, thought she was aloof. No, not a bit of it. She just despised idiots, no time for fools. Tragic really, otherwise we'd have got on famously.
Kryten : Well, if you'll excuse me sir, I'll go now. This is very clearly a private family moment. I've no fish to embarass you further, I'll let myself trout. [beat] OH SIR, I'M SO-
Rimmer : Just. Go.
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