DIRK: Come on. You know that we are.
DIRK: But I think I can present a pretty convincing case if need be.
ROSE: So you wanted to have a dialectic about it first, just to be sure.
ROSE: I'm game.
ROSE: Where shall our allegory begin?
DIRK: Beg pardon.
ROSE: Oh come on. The cave?
ROSE: I have to say I’m a little disappointed in you. Three years, and not once did I witness you replacing any parts of the ship.
ROSE: How are we to jerk ourselves off philosophically if you don’t lean into your clumsy allusions?
DIRK: It's a fair question.
DIRK: But since the name you suggested was nothing more than a very juvenile play on words, I can’t say you’ve got much ground to stand on.
ROSE: What’s juvenile about The Kant?
DIRK: At least, not when you say it.
ROSE: It’s not my fault you sound like a gay cowboy.
DIRK: Look, we can have this argument later.
ROSE: I’ll pencil it in.
DIRK: For now, we need to talk about Deltritus.