RIMMER Holly, what's this?
HOLLY Dave got them years ago from this scientist called Lanstrom. They're positive viruses. One gives you sexual magnetism, and the other gives you luck. Well, 'til your natural body defences combat the virus.
[RIMMER stares into the depths of the red liquid, afire with the possibilities]
RIMMER Sexual magnetism!
HOLLY You gonna use it?
RIMMER Is Paris a kind of plaster? You bet I am! A tiny swigette to see if it works.
[RIMMER unscrews the stopper and holds up the vial]
RIMMER Well, bottoms up!
[He takes a sip of the liquid - from his expression it's not unpleasant, though obviously not what he expected]
RIMMER Then bottoms down, and hopefully bottoms up again!
[RIMMER laughs to himself, re-fastens the vial and scarpers]
[Exit RIMMER]
[A message flashes on HOLLY's screen: "SICKBAGS ON STANDBY"]
[-- 53 - Int. Corridor aboard Red Dwarf ----------------------------26:32--]
[Enter RIMMER]
[RIMMER saunters through a corridor in the crew section]
[Enter THREE FEMALE CREWMEMBERS]
[The three women are talking between themselves in the corner of the corridor, which curves at a right-angle at that point to lead further through the crew section. At soon as RIMMER approaches, they break off their conversation and eye him closely as he walks by, smiling. He inclines his head politely]
WOMEN Hi, Arn...
[RIMMER's eyebrows climb in pleasant surprise as he quickly turns away to proceed along the corridor, a swagger to his step. The women pass murmured comments between themselves as they watch him depart]
[Enter TWO FEMALE CREWMEMBERS]
[RIMMER approaches two more women further along the corridor and smiles broadly]
RIMMER Ladies!
WOMEN Hi, Arnold...
[RIMMER can barely contain himself as he walks on by, the five women eying him appreciatively as he goes]
RIMMER The world loves a bastard!