The crowd were tense. They were expecting something wonderful from Ford.
`Stick it up your nose,' he said.
`Which is precisely the sort of thing we need to know,' insisted the girl, `Do people want fire that can be fitted nasally?'"
- Ford "debating" what to do with fire with a marketing girl.
Where will you go today?
"`Life, don't talk to me about life.'"
"`Here I am, brain the size of a planet and they ask me to take you down to the bridge. Call that "job satisfaction"?
'Cos I don't.'"
"`I've got this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side.'"
- Guess who.