Jeff Morrow credited as playing...
Exeter
- The Monitor: Then you know that shortly we can expect Zagon to commence and sustain an all-out attack. Our ionization layer must be maintained until our relocation is effected.
- Dr. Cal Meacham: Relocation? To where?
- The Monitor: To your Earth.
- Exeter: A peaceful relocation. We hope to live in harmony with the citizens of your Earth.
- Dr. Ruth Adams: In harmony!
- The Monitor: Our knowledge and weapons would make us your superiors, naturally.
- Dr. Cal Meacham: Then why haven't your "superior" brains solved the problem of synthesizing uranium?
- Exeter: Yes, they're concentrating all their attention on Metaluna. Those flashes of light... they're meteors... hundreds of them! Intense heat is turning Metaluna into a radioactive sun. Temperature must be... thousands of degrees by now. A lifeless planet. And yet... yet still serving a useful purpose, I hope. Yes, a sun. Warming the surface of some other world. Giving light to those who may need it. Now, into the converter tubes! Ruth, you take the first tube. You the next.
- Dr. Cal Meacham: What about you?
- Exeter: I'll use the third tube.
- Dr. Cal Meacham: What do you think of Mr. Mozart, Exeter?
- Exeter: I'm afraid I don't know the gent... My mind must have been wandering. Your composer, of course.
- Dr. Cal Meacham: "Our" composer! He belongs to the world.
- Exeter: Yes, indeed.
- Exeter: Suppose then for the time being we call a truce, as scientists at least, Meacham. Ruth, don't tell me that, as a woman, you're not curious about our destination.
- Exeter: Exeter: Ruth, don't tell me that, as a woman, you're not curious about our destination.
- Dr. Ruth Adams: Ruth: Where are we going?