Francis: Uh, Houston, we are good to go. [imitating static] Uh, Roger that. You are good to go in five, four, three, two, one. Go! [sprays fire extinguisher] Whoo! Hey fellas! Boy, has it been two days already? How was it, huh? You just missed the big fire. But, um, luckily I was here to put it out. Can I offer you some cookie dough?
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Francis: Come on, guys, let's be reasonable. I can't spend two days in the woods tied to a chair.
Stanley: Three days. One extra for lying.
Francis: Well, at least lend me a jacket! Or some food! Dudes, come on! You can't leave me out here with nothing! [a knife lands in the ground] That was to me, not at me, right?