Murder on the Moon

Maggie Bartok:
[having tasted the reconstituted alchohol that is offered aboard the moon base] Mm... this is... awful.

Dr. Isabelle Klein:
The guys at R & D are getting pretty good at Bourbon and Gin, but the mysteries of Scotch continue to elude them.

Maggie Bartok:
So, Sorokin; inform on any close personal friends, lately?

Maggie Bartok:
[having been turned down by Kirilenko for dinner] Oh, that's right, I forgot. You don't eat food. I'll have the infirmary send up a quart of warm blood.

Maggie Bartok:
Don't get Russian on me, Kirilenko.

Maj. Stepan Gregorivitj Kirilenko:
But I am Russian...