Mystery Science Theater 3000, Season 5

[After Joel has escaped and the Bots are panicking, cut to Deep 13 where Frank is staring slack-jawed at the camera, then ponders his keys which Mike had borrowed earlier.]

Dr. Forrester:
[walking in from off-screen in a bathrobe, toweling his hair] Ahh, nothin' like a good shower to make one feel new again. I feel great! Nothing can get in the way of my good mood! What's going on, Frank?

Frank:
Oh, not much... inventory's under control...

Dr. Forrester:
Yeah?

Frank:
Floor needs mopping... Joel escaped from the Satellite of Love...

Dr. Forrester:
Well, I can see you've got the situation well in hand--WHAT?? Joel escaped from the Satellite of Love?

[Dr. F begins typing on the control panel.]

Frank:
Well, I'd better get started on that floor...

Dr. Forrester:
Frank! My towel and your hinder have an appointment, but first we've got to rescue Joel! Oh, no, nooo! Frank, he's landed safely in the Australian outback!

Frank:
Well, let's just hope he landed on Yahoo Serious.

Dr. Forrester:
Well, that's a good point, Frank, because--Frank! Can't you see we're ruined? What are we gonna do?

Frank:
Yeah, well, we could send someone else into space.

Dr. Forrester:
Who are we gonna find at this late date to send into space?

[Mike walks in behind them with his time card.]

Mike:
Can you guys sign my time card?

[Dr. Forrester and Frank begin laughing maniacally; Mike, confused, nervously joins in.]

Dr. Forrester:
Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Frank?

Frank:
Yeah, you're not gonna sign his time card, are you?

Mike:
C'mon, you gotta sign my time card!

Dr. Forrester:
Of course I'll sign your time card, young man! In fact, I think you're going to be working for me for a long, long time. Push the button, Frank!

[As Dr. F puts his arm around an uncomfortable Mike, Frank turns to look at the camera, puzzled, as he pushes the button and the screen fades to black.]

Dr. Forrester:
Say, Mike... what size jumpsuit do you wear?

Mike:
Ehh...