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01:00The expectancy is currently estimated at 67 minutes.
01:03If there is any further news, we will keep you updated.
01:07In the meantime, here's a little music.
01:09The auto repair systems are now able to restore visuals.
01:21Crichton Personal Black Box Recording.
01:24Time, unknown.
01:25Location, unknown.
01:27Cause of accident, unknown.
01:29Should someone find this recording, perhaps it will shed light as to what happened here.
01:33My short-term memory has been erased.
01:39This I ascribe to the proximity of the magnetic coils from Starbuck's rear engine.
01:43Secondly, due to the proximity of the magnetic coils, my short-term memory appears to have been erased.
01:54This, combined with the erasure of my short-term memory, has left me a little disoriented, disoriented, disoriented.
02:00That's it, 67 minutes.
02:02I'd better get out of here.
02:10Of course.
02:13Of course.
02:14Of course.
02:21Of course.
02:25Of course.
02:33Can you hear me?
02:49Okay.
02:50Now, find an Auror sample pod.
02:52There should be plenty strewn around the crash site.
02:55Initiate the homing procedure and bring help.
02:58Okay?
02:58Good luck, boy.
03:00Jesus, go on.
03:03Oh, okay, I'm here. What's the beef?
03:25We've got a visitor.
03:27What?
03:27A pod arrived about 20 minutes ago.
03:29Something was in it, but it's broken free.
03:31Any ideas?
03:32Well, I don't want to spread any panic or alarm.
03:37What do you mean, you don't want to spread panic and alarm?
03:39Well, you've always had this thing against tarantulas, haven't you?
03:44Tarantulas?
03:45I mean, you've never been overly fond of them as a species, have you?
03:48Well, no.
03:49And the prospect of waking up and finding one crawling over your clammy, naked, helpless body
03:55has always been a kind of cold dread.
03:59Well, yeah.
04:00What are you trying to say to me, Holly?
04:01I'm saying it might not be your night.
04:05Look at this.
04:06This is the best shot the security cameras could get.
04:09Where is it now?
04:10We lost it.
04:11What does Crichton think?
04:13Crichton's off moon hopping with Rimmer.
04:15Radio links down.
04:17I'll keep trying.
04:18Do you think fly spray would be any use?
04:21Or let you, like, smeg him off.
04:24I don't want a smeged-off tarantula with a grudge on the loose, that's for sure.
04:27So what's the thing?
04:32Hey, you okay?
04:34You look tense.
04:35You're playing that dumb adventure game.
04:56Buy a potion from Gandalf, the master wizard.
04:58That's what I usually do.
04:59I mean, I'll be at the table.
05:09I mean, I'll be at the table.
05:21There's something like thread.
05:23I don't know.
05:53I don't know.
06:23Crichton, man, take it easy.
06:28I'm going to get you out of here.
06:30My legs, I can't feel them.
06:33Yeah, they're trapping the distension.
06:36I'm going to have to cut you in two.
06:38Begging your pardon, sir?
06:41Crichton, man, keep still.
06:42I'm trying to draw a line here.
06:44I don't want to go all wonky.
06:45I'll give you as much of you as possible.
06:57Sir, a couple of brief points.
06:59Firstly, you are not a qualified service engineer,
07:02and consequently, sawing me in two will invalidate my guarantee.
07:06Secondly, I wouldn't trust you to open a can of sardines that was already open.
07:15Luke, you're right.
07:17He really isn't dead.
07:19I owe you 20.
07:23Crichton, are you okay?
07:25I think so, sir.
07:26There's a few bits and bobs left over.
07:29But it's always the same when you try a bit of do-it-yourself, isn't it?
07:32Where's Mr. Rimmer?
07:34We were just going to ask you that.
07:36What happened?
07:37Well, there are gaps.
07:39I remember Mr. Rimmer spotted an S3 planet on the scope
07:42and wanted to claim it on behalf of the Space Corps.
07:44As usual, the ceremony consisted of planting the flag
07:48and singing all 23 stanzas of the Space Corps anthem.
07:52Then the planet started to erupt around us,
07:54which, frankly, came as something of a relief.
07:59A moonquake?
08:00Worse.
08:01It was as if the entire planet was reshaping,
08:03terraforming itself as we watched.
08:06And then?
08:07Then things got a bit sketchy.
08:08I remember an explosion and then blackness.
08:11And then I remember Mr. Rimmer screaming.
08:14I have an image of his face,
08:15twisted with fear, pain, anguish, dread,
08:18absolutely mortified.
08:20Did someone suggest he pick up the tab for lunch?
08:25Something took him, something awful.
08:27Can we track him, Holly?
08:29Can you get a trace on his light bee?
08:30Yeah.
08:32I'm just doing St. Wibbley in Scientific.
08:34Got him.
08:35Click and a half due south.
08:37Suggest we continue the journey by land, sir.
08:40I'll lower the caterpillar tracks.
08:42I think I've just worked out
08:43what that missing circuit board is for, sir.
08:57This is one weird place.
08:59Strange animal noises,
09:01unbearable stench,
09:02squelchy underfoot.
09:04It's just like your laundry basket
09:05at the end of the month.
09:06Again, anything?
09:08My guess is this is a psi-moon.
09:11A psi-moon?
09:12An artificial planetoid.
09:14It tunes into an individual's psyche
09:16and adapts its terrain
09:17to mimic his mental state.
09:19In this instance,
09:20I believe it reconfigured itself
09:21using Mr. Rimmer's subconscious
09:23as a template.
09:24What are you saying to me, Craig?
09:26We are interlopers
09:27inside Mr. Rimmer's mind.
09:29This sounds like
09:34a 12-change-of-underwear trick.
09:36If this planet's Rimmer's mind,
09:38what is it that took him?
09:40All his neurosis,
09:41all his personal demons
09:43will be incarnated here,
09:44made flesh.
09:45Example?
09:46Well, each person's mindscape
09:48is unique,
09:48but we could well encounter,
09:49say, Mr. Rimmer's lust,
09:51personified as some kind
09:52of slobbering, rampaging beast.
09:55Rimmer's lust monster?
09:56What will it look like?
10:01What will it do?
10:02Do me a favour.
10:03Don't answer those questions,
10:04either of them.
10:05Every individual's mental landscape
10:07is dominated by one drive.
10:09In some cases,
10:10it might be ambition,
10:11in others greed, envy,
10:12or the desire to please.
10:14Whatever it is that took Mr. Rimmer,
10:16we can only pray
10:16that its intentions are benign.
10:18Come on,
10:19he can't be in that much danger.
10:20I mean, he's a hologram.
10:21Not here.
10:22Here, he will have a physical form
10:24until he leaves,
10:24and any danger he may be in
10:26will be very real indeed.
10:32Look, I don't know who you are
10:34or what you think you're doing,
10:35but I demand my right
10:36to a phone call.
10:39Yes, I thought that'd stop you.
10:41I thought the threat of legal action
10:43would have you running for cover.
10:45Look, I'm trying to keep my temper,
10:47but you really aren't pushy
10:48like now I'm a ladding.
10:49Is this the British Embassy?
10:55Does it even look the remotest bit
10:56like the British Embassy?
10:57I want to know who you are,
10:59what I'm doing here,
11:00and I want to know now.
11:01In accordance with the appetites
11:02of the Dark One,
11:03malicious ruler of his domain,
11:05we the hoody legions
11:06proffer up this sacrifice
11:08to slake the vile,
11:09depraved thirstings
11:10of the unspeakable one.
11:12Well, let's clear that up.
11:17Oh, thank God, thank God.
11:20There were some very, very strange men
11:22running around in black hoods
11:23with drums
11:24and rather unconvincing red eyes.
11:26Well, thank God you're here.
11:28You know, I actually thought
11:29I was in the most awful danger.
11:34Is it me
11:35or has it suddenly got rather hot in here?
11:39What's happening?
11:40Why have we stopped?
11:40I don't like the look of that swamp, sir.
11:42I don't think it'll support the bug.
11:44I suggest we continue the journey on foot.
11:46You mean go out there?
11:48Add him to Rimmer's subconscious?
11:49According to the signal,
11:50we're almost on top of him.
11:51Shouldn't be more than 200 or 300 metres.
11:53Remember,
11:54it's Rimmer's mind out there.
11:57Expect sickness.
12:00I'm a second technician in the Space Corps.
12:03I'm briefed to give you my name
12:04and number and nothing more.
12:06I don't know who you people are
12:07or what you think you're playing at,
12:09but I'm not going to give you anything else.
12:12You can oil me all you like.
12:13You can use your tongues
12:14and your full sensual lips
12:16to caress my erogenous zones
12:18onto a plateau of sexual ecstasy.
12:21But I'll tell you now,
12:23this nut's not for cracking.
12:28However,
12:29albeit for me to change your game plan,
12:32if you absolutely insist
12:33on using erotic persuasion
12:34to achieve your devious ends,
12:36then so be it.
12:38Just have a large
12:39quattro formaggio pizza
12:40with extra olives
12:41ready at the end.
12:42Er, where are you going?
12:49Er, what are you doing?
12:51My God,
12:51are you going to take a flying leap?
12:53We are going to summon the master.
12:56The master?
12:57You have been prepared for him.
12:59This master character,
13:01and I acknowledge
13:01I may not want to know
13:02the full answer to this one,
13:04but why does he want me oiling particularly?
13:06Obviously,
13:07whatever he has in mind
13:08is facilitated
13:09by my being slippery and pliant, yes?
13:12He always likes his victims
13:14to be oiled.
13:15An oiled body
13:16is so much better
13:17for conducting the electricity.
13:20Not the best news,
13:21but it could have been worse.
13:38If I ever agreed
13:52to go for a stroll
13:53in Rimmer's psyche,
13:54I will never know.
13:55Oh, terrific.
13:56This gets better and better.
14:00Is it me?
14:01Are those frogs
14:02saying useless?
14:06Hey, look at this.
14:07You've got a huge,
14:08great blood-sucking leech
14:09on your neck.
14:11It's got a human face.
14:14Is Rimmer's mump?
14:16Sir, come quickly.
14:17I think I've found a metaphor.
14:19A what?
14:20Look at all these gravestones.
14:21Here lies self-respect.
14:23Died age 24.
14:24They're all aspects
14:25of Mr. Rimmer's personality
14:27which are dead.
14:28Generosity.
14:29Died age 9.
14:31Self-confidence.
14:32Taken from us.
14:33Age 22.
14:34Honour.
14:37Gone but not forgotten.
14:38Died age 12.
14:40Look at this.
14:42This one's my new.
14:46This one?
14:47This one's freshly dug.
14:48Who's it for?
14:52Psychologically speaking,
14:53Mr. Rimmer may be
14:53in far bigger trouble
14:54than any of us ever suspected.
14:56If we don't get to him
14:57before this grave is filled,
14:58we may never get out
14:59of this nightmare.
15:13Boy, am I glad to see you.
15:17The name's Rimmer.
15:19Arnold J.
15:20You must be the
15:21unspeakable one.
15:23Just to fill you in,
15:25there's been a gigantic
15:26administrative cock-up.
15:27Some of your staff
15:29have somehow
15:30mistaken me for a virgin
15:32and are trying
15:32to have me sacrificed.
15:35Now,
15:36I don't want
15:37a written apology.
15:38I don't want
15:39anyone's job.
15:40I don't even want
15:41a free weekend for two
15:42in an abyss of my choice.
15:44I just want
15:46to go home.
15:48As far as I'm concerned,
15:50that'll be the end of it.
15:50Stop your putrid whining,
15:53you dang talk
15:54of rental pubic hair.
15:57Sorry.
15:58Yes, I do tend
15:59to jabber on a bit
16:00when I'm nervous.
16:07Ah, torture.
16:10Well, full points
16:11for spotting
16:12my Achilles heel.
16:12I've never been
16:15partial to physical
16:16torture.
16:17It's actually
16:18always been
16:19one of my
16:20worst nightmares,
16:22actually.
16:23Oh,
16:24all your nightmares
16:26will come true here.
16:30Believe me,
16:31all of them.
16:32There's got to be
16:34somewhere here.
16:36We should be
16:36right on top of them.
16:41Whatever that was,
16:42let's hope it's
16:43at lunch.
16:44It's right below us.
16:46Who are you?
16:47Here.
16:48And why are you
16:48being so horrible to me?
16:50It is you
16:51who created me,
16:53nurtured me,
16:54helped me grow strong.
16:56I am the part of you
16:58that hates yourself.
17:00I am yourself,
17:02loathing.
17:03My self-loathing?
17:07Is it not true
17:09that you despise
17:10yourself?
17:11That you detest
17:12your own incompetence
17:13and stupidity?
17:15That you abhor
17:15your own cowardice
17:17and emotional
17:17maturity?
17:19That you hold
17:20yourself in contempt
17:21for your countless
17:22failures and disappointments?
17:24Is it not true
17:25you feel nothing
17:26but the deepest,
17:27blackest rat fur
17:29for that walking
17:30vomit stain
17:31a world horse
17:32Arnold Rimmer?
17:34Is it not true?
17:36Yes.
17:38Clearly,
17:39Mr. Rimmer's
17:39psychological mindscape
17:41is dominated
17:41by his self-hatred.
17:43Look,
17:43we've got two choices.
17:45Either we go in there
17:46with bazookoids blazing
17:47and try and somehow
17:48get them out of there
17:48or we sit here
17:50like lemons
17:50and watch them
17:51get tortured.
17:51anybody got any
17:53afro-glasses?
17:55Suffer to your place
17:55to kill stuff
17:56and bounce.
17:58We're going in.
17:59Try and...
18:00to kill them.
18:01We're going in.
18:02We're going in.
18:03We're going in.
18:04We're going in.
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18:16We're going in.
18:17We're going in.
18:18We're going in.
18:19It's my turn now.
18:47This isn't the guy that ordered to death the grab.
18:50We got the wrong address.
18:52Change underwear and reload.
18:54Sir, another barrage of bazooka in fire could start a rock slide and bury us all.
18:58Let's make our excuses and leave.
19:00No, reload.
19:01You'd risk your lives for me?
19:02Of course.
19:03You're part of the crew.
19:11What happened?
19:12Weird.
19:13Where'd he go?
19:14There's an old android saying, which I believe is peculiarly appropriate here.
19:18In binary language, it goes something like this.
19:20Zero, zero, one, one, zero, zero, one, one, one, zero, one, one, one, zero, zero, one, one, one, zero, zero, one, one, one, zero, zero.
19:28Which, roughly translated, means don't stand around jabbering when you're in mortal danger.
19:32Which way?
19:39Well, we go right at the swamp of despair, straight past the wood of humiliation, and then hard left at the chasm of hopelessness.
19:46You're a weird guy, you know that?
19:48Why are you all looking at me like that?
20:02Like as if this is all my fault?
20:04Have you any idea what kind of day I've had?
20:07I've been kidnapped, stripped, oiled, menaced, manacled, licked, nibbled, chained, tauted, humiliated, and I nearly had a knobbly thing the size and shape of a Mexican agave cactus jammed up where only customs men dare to probe.
20:23After a day like today, I could end up with trauma counselling for the next three decades.
20:27Don't you know what this place is?
20:29Yes, it's a hellhole.
20:30It's a nightmare.
20:32It's a stinking, infested pit of putridness.
20:34Rumor, it's your mind?
20:38He's right, sir.
20:38This is a psi moon.
20:40Its terrain was landscaped by your psyche.
20:43So, so what are you saying to me?
20:46That thing, that, that beast, that lives inside my mind?
20:50Metaphorically, yes, sir.
20:52Self-loathing?
20:53I don't loathe myself.
20:55What is there one could possibly loathe about me?
20:57Would you like the list, sir?
21:00What list?
21:01Well, there's the fact that you were despised by your parents for failing to achieve their standards,
21:05the fact that your three brothers were all such high flyers in the Space Corps,
21:09and you ended up servicing chicken soup machines,
21:11there's your inability to form long-term relationships with anyone,
21:15your cowardliness,
21:16your lack of charm, honour, or grace,
21:18and the awful knowledge that throughout your entire life,
21:21no one has ever truly liked you because you are so fundamentally unlikable.
21:26Oh, that.
21:28Please don't interrupt, sir.
21:29I'm only halfway through my list.
21:31Now, where was I?
21:32I think he's got the point, Crichton.
21:34He's a nominee for the Albert DeSalvo Likeability Award.
21:38Can it be true?
21:40That's what it's like inside my mind?
21:44God, I'm such a mess.
21:48What's that?
21:49Trouble with it.
21:50Quicksand, we're being sucked down.
21:51Get the retros.
21:52Can't get any lift, but they're keeping us stable.
21:55Ten minutes while they burn out.
21:56Okay, I say let's get into the jet-powered rocket pants
21:59and junior bird man the hell out of here.
22:01An excellent and inventive suggestion, sir,
22:04with just two tiny drawbacks.
22:06A, we don't have any jet-powered rocket pants.
22:09And B, there's no such thing as jet-powered rocket pants
22:12outside the fictional serial Robbie Rocket Pants.
22:16Well, that's put a crimp on an otherwise damn fine plan.
22:22Hang on.
22:22I'm getting a powerful energy emission.
22:25Sank's coming.
22:26Sank big.
22:27Hand over the worm,
22:29and your lives will be spared.
22:32My quarrel is not with you.
22:34It's with that excremental smear
22:37who cowers amongst you.
22:38If you attempt to shield him,
22:41then I shall unleash the full,
22:43terrible fury of my hooded oards against you.
22:46You have ten minutes.
22:48Where are you going?
22:50Where do you think I'm going?
22:52You heard him.
22:53If I don't hand myself over,
22:54he's going to throw everything he's got at Starbuck.
22:56What?
22:56You're really going to give yourself up?
22:58No, I'm going down to the engine rooms
22:59to cower behind one of the boilers.
23:01And I suggest you all find ingenious places
23:04to tremble behind, too.
23:05Sir, I think you've overlooked...
23:07Oh, here we go.
23:08Space Corps Directive 192 clearly states...
23:10Space Corps Directive 142
23:12quite clearly states that in a hostage-demand situation,
23:15a hologrammatic crew member is entirely expendable.
23:19Ah.
23:21That may be true, yes,
23:23but wait a minute.
23:26Ha!
23:27You've forgotten one thing.
23:29I'm not a hologram.
23:31Not here.
23:33Of course.
23:35And isn't it Space Corps Directive 113
23:37that clearly states a living crew member,
23:40moi,
23:41always outranks a mechanical?
23:43It's 112, actually, sir.
23:45The tables are turned,
23:47you square-jawed metallic chump.
23:50Crichton,
23:51I hereby order you
23:53to make a synthiplast mould of my face
23:55and make a rimmer mask to fit yourself.
23:59I then further order you to put on my old space suit,
24:02the one with Rimmer AJ marked in block capitals above the breast pocket,
24:06and go out there and face Nightmare Norman.
24:08And that is an order.
24:13No way.
24:14There's no way we're sacrificing Crichton
24:16just because your rancid brain created that headbanger out there.
24:20If you want my opinion,
24:22the only way anyone's going to get out of here alive
24:24is by working out some way of killing that thing.
24:26But how?
24:27The bazookoids were totally ineffective against it.
24:29It's invulnerable.
24:29We're finished.
24:34Increase retros to max.
24:36Now stable.
24:37Now, wait a minute.
24:41This is all your fault, you know,
24:43you little glob of tuberculotic sputum.
24:49Interesting.
24:50Sir, you are a cruddy little scud ball
24:55with all the innate lovability of an itchy Veruca.
25:00Excellent.
25:01Mr. Lister, cat, confabulation in the cockpit.
25:04Uh, not you, sir.
25:09Sirs, I think I have it.
25:11The real enemy is not out there.
25:13It is in Starbuck with us.
25:15The real enemy is inside Mr. Rimmer's head.
25:18Nice plan.
25:19So we remove his head and everything's cool, right?
25:22Now, wait a minute.
25:24That's gone right up my flagpole, that has, Crichton.
25:26I'm saluting that one.
25:27What?
25:28When we first drove back the beast in the cavern,
25:31it wasn't the bazookoid fire that forced him into the pit.
25:34It was when you told Rimmer that we wouldn't desert him.
25:36Precisely.
25:37So if we can make Rimmer feel wanted, feel cared about...
25:40If we can make him feel good about himself,
25:42somehow restore his self-esteem and his pride,
25:45that will automatically vanquish the self-loathing beast,
25:48or at least debilitate it long enough
25:49for us to break free of this quicksand
25:51and get off this godforsaken cymoon.
25:53How do we make him feel good?
25:55What is there about him to feel good about?
25:58Cat, man.
25:58Well, we've got to tell him we love him.
26:02Oh, you're sick!
26:04I can't believe you said that.
26:06It's true.
26:06We have to repair a whole childhood of non-affection
26:09in less than 120 seconds.
26:11We have to compliment him,
26:12make him feel special, cherished.
26:14Ugh, this is just revolting.
26:16I don't want no part of this depravity.
26:19And he must not suspect we are insincere.
26:21Our lives depend on it.
26:23Ready?
26:24I'll never be ready.
26:25Ready?
26:25Listen, we've been talking,
26:35and the three of us have decided to stay with you
26:36and face the danger.
26:38All for one and that, you know.
26:39Really?
26:40Sir, I'd just like to take this opportunity
26:42to say that you're a very beautiful person.
26:45What he means is that we're all facing certain death here,
26:48and I think it's about time we let each other know
26:50exactly how we feel about each other.
26:51You think that's a good idea?
26:53It's just that guys generally aren't terrific at, you know...
26:57Expressing their feelings.
26:59Yeah, they kid around and insult each other and stuff.
27:01And what they really mean is...
27:03Well, they can't take the stuff they really mean.
27:05What are you trying to tell me?
27:07I'm just trying to say
27:08that whatever happens here,
27:10I want you to know
27:11I really care about you.
27:13We all do, sir.
27:22It's true.
27:23They really do care about you.
27:26Only this morning you referred to me
27:28as a cancerous polyp on the anus of humanity.
27:31In an affectionate way.
27:34In a kid and around joke and friendly affectionate way.
27:36Sir, what he's trying to say is
27:38we may never get another opportunity
27:39to articulate our feelings,
27:41and I, for one, would just like to
27:43take this opportunity to say
27:44that you're a splendid man
27:45and a much-respected colleague
27:47and a gosh-darn-it-damn-good friend.
27:51We're getting some lift.
27:53I think the cat's got something to say.
27:56No?
27:58Yes, you have,
28:00about how you really feel about him.
28:01Call me a sentimental old fool,
28:09but sometimes,
28:12sometimes,
28:14I feel you're nearly, almost,
28:17okay kind of guy.
28:23Really?
28:27We're almost clear.
28:28Wait a minute.
28:30I know why you're doing this.
28:32Going down.
28:33You're trying to make me feel guilty, aren't you?
28:35It's a transparent attempt
28:36to shame me into doing the honourable thing.
28:39No, it's not at all.
28:40What gave you that idea?
28:42Well, why is it, then?
28:42Our number's up here,
28:44and I don't want to go out
28:45without setting the record straight.
28:47It's not easy to say this one man to another,
28:49but I love you, man.
28:52I really, really love you.
28:53Going up?
28:57I think it might be a good idea at this time
28:59if we try and get into a kind of four-way hug situation.
29:03What's wrong with you?
29:04I don't think people touch enough, sir.
29:06I think people should touch more.
29:08I love you, Arnie.
29:09Oh, this is a beautiful man, big man.
29:10This is a beautiful moment, isn't it?
29:12You're a big man.
29:13We love you, AJ.
29:14Quick, get in the cockpit.
29:15There's something very strange happening out there.
29:17Charge, my hordes of darkness.
29:31Break me the head of the Despicable One.
29:33Take that, self-doubt.
30:02Die like a dog you are, Mr. Frost.
30:22Feel my blade, help you, Mr. Frost.
30:24May your fowl as rot in the world.
30:27I'm getting some lift.
30:2820 metres, that's enough for a liftoff.
30:34We're almost clear.
30:42It was all baloney, wasn't it?
30:44What was?
30:45All that hugging stuff back there.
30:47It was just a way of escaping, wasn't it?
30:49I mean, you didn't really feel that deep down
30:51I'm an OK sort of bloke.
30:53I'm not such a bad old stick once you get to know me.
30:55You didn't really mean any of that, did you?
30:58No!
30:59It's cold outside, there's no kind of atmosphere
31:07I'm all alone, more or less
31:10Let me fly, far away from here
31:14Fun, fun, fun
31:17In the sun, sun, sun
31:20I want to fly, I want to fly
31:21I want to fly, shipwrecked and comatose
31:24Drinking fresh mango juice
31:27Goldfish shows, nibbling at my toes
31:31Fun, fun, fun
31:34In the sun, sun, sun
31:37Fun, I want to fly, I want to fly
31:40In the sun, sun, sun
31:44Voyage to the bottom of the sea
32:00Crane, Crane, don't bugger about
32:16Don't bugger about
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