After I'm gone, your earth will be free to live out its miserable span of existence, as one of my satellites, and that's how it's going to be...

It was anarchy in a clockwork universe. The other side of nature's crystalline coin. An uncontrollable force, tearing at the very fabric of our reality. Ladies and gentlemen, prepare yourselves as I present to you, "Chaos Theory".

No control. No surrender. There's only one thing you can do in this mad house. Get the fuck up!

We all live in the Devil's den.

Roads? Where we're going, we don't need roads.

We're not hosting an intergalactic kegger down here.

No, it only sounds ridiculous til you hear yourself say, "I am trapped on a spaceship stuck in a time-dilation field."

Yeah, it's called a "blast door."

You run… simulate… let me know how it turns out… keep me posted... keep me apprised.

Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!

For extra brutality, try adding a beat down section.

She knows it's a multi-pass!