I know I've made some very poor decisions recently, but I can give you my complete assurance that my work will be back to normal. I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission. And I want to help you.
It had waited four million years, it was prepared to wait for eternity.
That wasn't flying! That was falling with style!
I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do.
And you, my friend, are responsible for delaying my rendezvous with Star Command!
To infinity, and beyond!