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Chuck: (Singing) I don’t wanna close my eyes! I don’t wanna fall asleep, ‘cause I’d miss you babe…

Chuck: AND I DON’T WANNA MISS A THING!

[Space station approaches]

Baxter: What the hell?!

Chuck: It’s just… this kinda reminds me of that movie Armageddon.

Baxter: No, what the hell is that?

Chuck: It must be a small moon.

Baxter: That’s no moon; it’s a space station!

Chuck: It’s too big to be a space station.

Baxter: I have a very bad feeling about this.

Chuck: A worse feeling than you have about suffocating in a few minutes?

Baxter: I guess not.

Chuck: Then let’s get over there.

Chuck: If it’s a moon, you gotta take off your helmet and let me see your blood boil.