Son: Who are the bad guys in this movie? Husband: The Nazis. [pause for a beat] Again. Except not in space this time. Me: Yes, Nazis, take note: whether you’re on land or in space, either way Harrison Ford is coming to foil your plans.
– But I say we ditch Akane and make a run for Snow Lake. Why should we all get killed over a literal sex machine? Present company excluded, of course. – That machine’s name is Sakura.