What we've got to do is get round a table
and put together a solution package -
perhaps over tea and biscuits.
Division of Responsibilities:
Hey, this is mine. That's mine.
All this is mine.
I'm claiming all this as mine.
Except that bit.
I don't want that bit.
But all the rest of this is mine.
We have three realistic alternatives:
Sit here and get blown up,
Stand here and get blown up,
Jump up and down,
shout at me for not being able to think of anything,
then get blown up.
Hey, I got it!
We laser our way through!?
Ah, an excellent suggestion, Sir,
with just two minor drawbacks.
we don't have a power source for the lasers,
we don't have any lasers.
Well, if you've got some amazing secret plan
up your sleeve
now's the time to mention it.
You're going to go with one of my plans?
Are you nuts?
What happens if we all get killed?
I'll never hear the last of it.
Step up to Red Alert!
Sir, are you absolutely sure?
It does mean changing the bulb.
[with apologies to the talented writers of Red Dwarf]