[Meacham pushes a microphone-like Geiger counter probe toward the interocitor wreckage.]
Now that you've exploded, any words for our listeners?
Mystery Science Theater 3000 · Season 7
“Laserblast” · Season 7
In this episode: Mike Nelson (31), Crow T. Robot (28), Tom Servo (27), Meacham (10), Exeter (10), Joe (3), Dr. Clayton Forrester (1), Kathy (1)
[Meacham pushes a microphone-like Geiger counter probe toward the interocitor wreckage.]
Now that you've exploded, any words for our listeners?
[Brack enters the scene]
Hey, Charlie Rich!
He goes through a lot of Brylcreem.
[Brack enters the elevator, looking sternly at Meacham and Adams.]
Don't mention his head.
Dr. Meacham! Good morning!
Good morning.
Please, come in. Both of you.
We're glad you could join us at the Buddy Ebsen society!
Dr. Adams.
Yes Steve?
What's this "and the rest" crap?
What I want to know is...
[interrupting] Who we are.... why we're here.
And why I have a picture of a burger on the wall.
Be careful. Exeter could flatter you to death.
The truth is never flattering, Dr. Adams.
You fine, foxy lady!
[Exeter and his "team" are having an elegant dinner, complete with music by Mozart.]
What do you think of Mr. Mozart, Exeter?
I'm afraid I don't know the gent--
I'm not an alien!
My mind must have been wandering. Your composer, of course.
Our composer? He belongs to the world.
Yes, indeed.
I'm not an alien.
. . .
We won't start cracking the whip on Meacham until tomorrow.
Then I ram my ovipositor down your throat and lay my eggs in your chest -- but I'm not an alien!
[Meacham, Adams, and Carlson looking at sketches of Exeter and Brack]
Did you notice the peculiar indentations in both of their foreheads?
[sarcastically] NO!!!
So, they're going to escape under the cover of afternoon in the biggest car in the county?
[Meacham, Adams, and Carlson dive down a road at high speeds.]
Ness and his men speed towards Capone's hideout!
[Three Metalunans are seen in the conversion tubes.]
Ladies and gentlemen, A Flock of Seagulls.
[On board Exeter's spaceship, Cal and Ruth stand on a "conversion" platform.]
Place your hands above the rails.
[We hear the sound of static as the scientists' hands are suddenly pulled onto the rails.]
They're magnetized.
And if your hands were metal, that would mean something.
That's enough. Normal view.
[singing in time with the dramatic music] Nor-mal view. Nor-mal view! Nor-mal view! NOR-MAL VIEWWWWWW!
[to the Mutant] Stand back. I command you, STAND BACK!
ACTING!
Well, that went well. I can't possibly think of what could go...
[The Mutant attacks Exeter, Crow mimicks screams of pain]
RUTH! MEACHAM!
I LOVE YOU!
[picks up boulder] Stand back, Exeter!
Meacham, please! You have to believe me!
You're holding a Mutant turd!
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