Blakes 71978

Kerr Avon:
[into communicator] Dayna, we're down safe in Orbiter and proceeding.

Gambit, Orac:
[in unison] Countdown twelve minutes, twenty seconds, and running.

Vila Restal:
What does that mean?

Kerr Avon:
I imagine that if we're not out of here by the time it hits zero, we might regret it.

[Soolin presses the button to reveal the screen and start the game. She picks up the electronic pistol]

Gambit, Orac:
Control system feedback is through the weapon. The game adjusts to meet, and on the last shot, exceed the proficiency of the players.

Soolin:
You have to outshoot yourself.

Del Tarrant:
Stupid game.

Soolin:
Not really. Finally a game worth playing.