Twiki: Crichton, you are ordered to the bridge at once.
Crichton: I have asked you on several occasions, Twiki, not to give me orders. You are not a human.
Twiki: But I was...
Admiral Efram Asimov: [impatiently] You listen to me, kettle belly: this is Admiral Asimov. You get up here to the bridge now!
Crichton: Oh, very well, Admiral. By robotic law conceived by some distant and overweening ancestor of yours, also named Asimov, I am obliged to obey your commands. However, this is an appalling inconvenience.
Admiral Efram Asimov: Move!
Crichton: I am en route. Anger is a destructive emotion, by which robots fortunately are not afflicted.
Admiral Efram Asimov: Goodfellow, you built that irritating pile of junk. Can't you build some respect for authority into him?
Dr. Goodfellow: I'm afraid not, Admiral. It appears that Crichton doesn't believe I constructed him.
Admiral Efram Asimov: He doesn't what?
Dr. Goodfellow: [chuckles] He finds it inconceivable that anything human had a hand in his creation.
Admiral Efram Asimov: I don't think I believe what I'm hearing.
Dr. Goodfellow: Well, his life span is virtually unlimited; his factual knowledge far exceeds that of any of us; and he is, I'm afraid, just a trifle contemptuous of human frailties, to which he's not subject.
[Buck snickers]
Admiral Efram Asimov: [scowls] You find that funny, Rogers?
Capt. William 'Buck' Rogers: Sorry, Admiral.
Admiral Efram Asimov: Now look here, Goodfellow, if that ridiculous lamppost doesn't believe that humans made him, who, in the name of Theseus does he think did?
Dr. Goodfellow: Well, he hasn't quite decided that yet. But his speculations are, to say the least, provocative.
Admiral Efram Asimov: [sarcastically] I'll just bet they are.
[Crichton appears on the bridge]
Crichton: [clears his throat] Crichton is here.
Capt. William 'Buck' Rogers: [sarcastically] Hallelujah.