[Trillian is breaking into the ship's safe until Simon, Capt. Atherton, and Cruise Security catches her in the act]
Canton:
[clears throat]
Good evening, mademoiselle.
Trillian St. James:
Hello.
Captain Atherton:
Red handed. My God, what a cheap, little trollop you are.
Trillian St. James:
Good evening, gentlemen. I was just on my way out.
[Two security men holds Trillian back]
Trillian St. James:
Or not.
Canton:
A good decision. There's really no place to run. The nearest land is, what is it, about 600 miles, Captain?
Captain Atherton:
Near 800.
Canton:
[holding Trillian's rap sheet]
According to this fax we received - Oh, that's not a very flattering photograph, is it?
Trillian St. James:
What is it?
Canton:
You're wanted for burglary, robbery, forgery. Oh, and attempted murder.
Trillian St. James:
I can explain that.
[Canton chuckles]
Trillian St. James:
What?
Canton:
Six arrests, five convictions, and wanted in four countries. How does a beautiful woman as young as yourself amass such an incredible record?
Trillian St. James:
Trust me. It wasn't easy.
Canton:
I think it's because you're not very good at what you do.
[Canton hits Trillian in the face]
Captain Atherton:
Hey, steady on, Canton. No need for that.
Captain Atherton:
[Recovers his stolen key card from Trillian]
Ah, ah, ah. I believe that's my card, thank you.
Canton:
Captain, I forget. Do we have a brig on this ship?
Captain Atherton:
Yes, we do, sir, but it's not finished.
Trillian St. James:
[angry tone]
You can't put a lady in the brig!
Canton:
True, but you, mademoiselle, are no lady.
