OLD LISTER: I know you’re there, because when I was your age, I saw me at my age ... telling you ... what I’m about to tell you. You’ve got to tell you ... when you get to be me.
RIMMER: Thank heavens you’ve still got all your marbles, Lister.
LISTER: Shhh!
OLD LISTER: I’ve got to tell you about Bexley.
RIMMER: Who’s Bexley?
LISTER: I was always going to call my second son Bexley, after Jim Bexley Speed.
RIMMER: Your second son? What were you going to call your first son?
LISTER: Jim. After Jim Bexley Speed.
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