Dr. Bannerman:
In certain intolerable situations, a man's unconscious mind can be the instrument of self-destruction.
Dr. Tom Merrinoe:
As a matter of fact, I had an exceptionally full, stimulating if I may say so, usful day at the computer.
Dr. Tom Merrinoe:
In order to equal the number of neuronic circuits in my own cerebral cortex we'd be obliged to build something slightly larger than the planet Jupiter.
Timmie:
What's a computer?
Dr. Tom Merrinoe: ...simply an electronic adding-and-remembering machine... a completely accurate and lighning-fast idiot with a lead pencil.
Dr. Tom Merrinoe: ...simply an electronic adding-and-remembering machine... a completely accurate and lighning-fast idiot with a lead pencil.
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Robby the Robot: Pardon me, sir. My basic directive.
Dr. Tom Merrinoe: Have an apple, Timmie. - Robbie.
Robby the Robot: Pardon me, sir. My basic directive.
Dr. Tom Merrinoe: Have an apple, Timmie. - Robbie.
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Dr. Tom Merrinoe: General Swayne! Certainly didn't expect to see you in person.
Gen. Swayne: Thought I'd be my own messenger boy this time.
Dr. Tom Merrinoe: General Swayne! Certainly didn't expect to see you in person.
Gen. Swayne: Thought I'd be my own messenger boy this time.