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Lister: No one's got any virus and no one's smeggin' nuts!
Rimmer: Well, that's good.
The observation window depolarises, revealing Rimmer. He is NOT in uniform.
Rimmer: Is something amiss?
Lister: Amiss? God no, what could possibly be amiss?
Rimmer: You don't think there's anything amiss? I'm sitting here wearing a red and white checked gingham dress and army boots and you think that's un-amiss?
Cat: No, of course not. It's just that we thought you had gone nuts! We were tryin' to humour you.
Rimmer: I was just doing a little test -- a little test to see if you had gone crazy.
He tenses and lets out a horrible yell.
Rimmer: CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! If there is one thing I can't stand it's crazy people.
Lister: Well we've passed the test, Rimmer. You can let us out.
Rimmer: I can't let you out.
Lister: Why not?
Rimmer: Because the King of the Potato People won't let me. I begged him. I got down on my knees and wept. He wants to keep you here. Keep you here for ten years.
Cat: Could we see him?
Rimmer: See who?
Cat: The King.
Rimmer: Do you have a magic carpet?
Lister: Yeah, a little three-seater.
Rimmer: So, let me get this straight. You want to fly on a magic carpet to see the King of the Potato People and plead with him for your freedom, and you're telling me you are completely sane?!