Capt. Bright: James Marozi? Surprise inspection. I'll need to see a copy of your workman's compensation policy.

Thought(Marozi): It's hardly usual for old Titus Flavius Caesar to take this much interest in workplace safety.

Capt. Bright: And just in case you ask, the search of your vessel is to be conducted...regardless of religious objections.

Thought(Marozi): Get asked that a lot, huh?

Marozi: But last week I had chickenpox! I can't let you search my ship. It's not safe!

Marozi: You know how the disease lingers in ship varnish!

Capt. Bright: Not buying it.

Marozi: Fine, but I warned you. You first.

Capt. Bright: Is there some trick getting on this?

Marozi: Just hop in.

Capt. Bright: You know these tool racks don't have safety locks. That's a class two misdemeanor.

Marozi: Did you find what you're looking for?!

Thought(Marozi): Score another pearl or the Resistance's already considerable arsenal.

Capt. Bright: Why are you yelling?

Marozi: It's really windy, what did you say?

Capt. Bright: If you've been fishing off the endangered species list...I'll make sure that you pay the full fine!

Marozi: Geez, what do I look like, a savage?

Capt. Bright: Yeah? Well what have you got hiding under...this tarp?

Marozi: So...how is your chickenpox today, honey? Say hello to the nice policeman who decided to inspect our boat.