I'm sure you all have your own places to stay but I have the Milano here with me. If you are in need of another place to crash, my ship is open to you.
This is the most elaborate trap the Kromaggs have laid yet. Putting me here, next to a wormhole?! How long until you realize it isn't working and all this disappears and I'm back in my cell?
In case you were thinking this changed anything: I'M NOT HELPING YOU! I don't know what my Earth's coordinates are! And if I did I wouldn't tell you!
Throw me back in the Breeding Rooms! I don't care what you do to me! I am not helping you invade my Earth!