Sometimes I would go down to Allenby Street, where all the felafel stands were, and have a felafel.

He devoted six years to building the probe and, breaking with boffin tradition, transformed himself into an extroverted fundraiser to sell it to a public and government largely indifferent to space exploration. […] In fact, he's still busily rallying support for Beagle 2’s successor. Will he succeed? Can a lone boffin maintain a nation’s appreciation for exploration? [Colin] Pillinger could single-handedly determine whether the boffin remains a modest backroom boy or claims a lasting spot in the limelight.

With a calm carelessness letting each thing slide.

You see what we're up against here. Timecop, a low-rent Terminator, is the kind of movie that is best not thought about at all, for that way madness lies.