Col. Korshunov: All this technology… Pods, wires, antennas and all that jazz…
Col. Korshunov: Just so you can question less and serve more.
Col. Korshunov: A tuft of hair… from a mangy old mare.
Col. Korshunov: Thanks for the crutches, you old bastard.
Col. Korshunov: Alright.
Col. Korshunov: Go to the consoles.
Col. Korshunov: Look for O-CTA. Set it to “INITIAL” mode.
Col. Korshunov: Now, “SERVICE: EXPOSE” mode.
Col. Korshunov: Insert the Cartridge.
Col. Korshunov: One last step for a spent man,
Col. Korshunov: …but one giant leap for mankind.
Col. Korshunov: Do it!
Dr. Dalin: Oh, yes.
Col. Korshunov: To the victor go the spoils.
Agatha: So it's up to you to decide his fate.
Col. Korshunov: Glad to...
Agatha: ...to ruin our little party
Agatha: You’re back. Excellent.
Agatha: Help him up!
Agatha: The means... justify the end.
Agatha: Hm.
Agatha: Thanks to you, we’re going to live in a new world with a bright future…
Agatha: I keep my promises.
Agatha: You can stay with us, or…
Agatha: You look tired. I’ll show you out.
Agatha: Striking, isn’t it?
Agatha: Someone has to keep an eye on all of this. And “Colonel Martynenko” does have a nice ring to it.
Agatha: That's your bird.
Agatha: Do think about it!
Agatha: Condor-1. Whatever this stalker wants — this stalker gets.
Pilot: Where to, boss?
Skif: Home.
Agatha: People do not wish for the pursuit of happiness. They need their happiness here and now.