LISTER: What's a mind-probe?
KRYTEN: The computer was merely searching our minds -- presumably for any
evidence of criminal activity.
LISTER: Whu-what d'you mean, "criminal activity?"
KRYTEN: I shouldn't worry, sir. It's just a routine clearance procedure.
LISTER: So when you say "criminal activity," whu-whu-what exactly do you
mean by "criminal activity?" How criminal do you mean by "criminal?"
RIMMER: What are you bleating on about, Lister?
LISTER: Just define "criminal activity" for me.
KRYTEN: Well, imagine a situation where someone had commited a crime and
concealed it from the law, the mind-probe would be able to uncover that
crime and sentence the person accordingly.
LISTER: Why didn't nobody tell me about this before we put the smegging
boots on?
RIMMER: Oh, Listy, Listy. Is that a small sewage plant you're carrying
in your trousers, or do I detect you're a tad concerned?
LISTER: Well, come on, guys -- everyone has done something in their past
that's a little bit illegal.
RIMMER: I haven't. I've never so much as got a parking fine.
LISTER: Yeah, but most people...I mean, everyone I knew...Aw, smeggin'
hell.
CAT: So what did you do?
LISTER: Well, I mean, like scrumping. I mean, when I was a kid, back in
Liverpool, we all used to go scrumping.
KRYTEN: Stealing apples? That's hardly a crime.
LISTER: Yeah, but me and me mates -- we went scrumping for cars.
RIMMER: Did you get caught?
LISTER: All the time. I was stupid.
KRYTEN: Well, that's no problem then. You've served your punishment.
LISTER: Yeah, but there was other stuff as a kid. Stuff I didn't get
caught for.
RIMMER: Like what?
LISTER: There was one time at this hotel...
KRYTEN: Oh, lots of people take towels from hotels.
LISTER: I took the bed. Winched it out of the window to my mate outside.
I was renting this flat. It was unfurnished.
RIMMER: So you went to a hotel and stole the bed?
LISTER: I stole the entire room, actually. Armchair, dressing-table,
carpet. Even the fitted wardrobe. The only thing I didn't take were
the towels. I'm not proud of it.
RIMMER: Absolutely despicable. You are a common thief.
LISTER: I'm not making excuses, but everyone was doing it. I wasn't
strong enough to go against the flow.
CAT: Well, I wouldn't like to be in your boots right now, buddy.
LISTER: What's going to happen to me?
KRYTEN: I wouldn't worry anout it, sir. I'm sure they're not interested
in a minor misdemeanour you committed as an adolescent over three
million years ago.
LISTER: Seriously, Kryten: you reckon?
KRYTEN: (Brightens) Boy, I'm really getting the hang of this "lie mode."
That was totally convincing, wasn't it?