:09:01
...if we did have a boat, you'd be the
first person I'd take out on it, kitten.
:09:15
Dinner was delicious, honey.
:09:16
Keep cooking like that and I won't
be able to move, let alone do science.
:09:21
That'd suit me fine, Mr. Meteor.
:09:23
Ouch, that hurt. Tomorrow,
what say you and I go searching...
:09:26
...for our rocky, glowing, radioactive
friend from space together?
:09:32
Paul Armstrong, I do believe
there's hope for you yet.
:09:36
Shake on it?
:09:38
Why shake when we can
touch other things? Like lips.
:09:58
Oh, Paul, could that be your meteor?
:10:00
My meteor's already landed, honey.
That'd be scientifically impossible.
:10:05
Right. Who ever heard of a meteor
going back to space?
:10:09
There must be another
meteor altogether.
:10:13
I wonder.
:10:21
I also wonder.
:10:42
Now, see here. What's got
my cows all-fired riled?
:10:46
It's okay, Bossy, I'm here now.
There, there, Bossy. There, there.
:10:52
No. No. You're not Bossy.
You're not Bossy.