Janet: Okay. So, here's your driver's license and your Social Security card. I set up a bank account for you. There's enough money in there so that you don't starve, but not so much that you become an entitled jerk.
Michael: Thank you, Janet.
Janet: Make a doctor's appointment as soon as you get down there. And no salty food. You have to keep your blood pressure down. You have blood now.
Michael: I'll be fine. I'll be okay.
Janet: I know. I just worry.
Michael: I'll see you again, you know. I'll see you when I get back.
Janet: [voice breaking] Okay. If you rent a car, don't pay for the insurance. It's a scam. Okay.
[Michael walks through the door and walks out onto a street on Earth:]
Michael: Man, it's hot. But it's a... it's a dry heat.