Red Dwarf Parallel Universes and Gender Roles

It's identical in every detail, to our red wolf. This is very funny smell around here that I don't like one bit. It smells like your moon boots, man. I'm gonna get rid of it. That's mine. This is mine. You're the rumored list. Some of you are not avian. Hi. How do you do? How do you do? So you must be listed. Do you have 10? I hope so. You must be rumored. So why? It's blended. 10. 10. Arnold. Arnold. Arlene. Indeed. So you're completely universe, which is exactly the same as ours, can I? I'm not sure. I'm not sure. I'm not sure. I'm not sure. I don't know if everything's opposite. It seems like that. You come from a female orientated society. Well, it's not exactly female orientated anymore. Noxas for 60s, you know, with equal rights for men, marches. You know, when they banned the juxtapton all that? Stop. Haven't you read the male unic by Jeremy Greer? So your history's put a lot of wars as well. So I'm gone. Who's the first person on the moon? Nelly Armstrong. Nelly Armstrong. So who wrote Hamlet? Will. Shakespeare. Ah, so he was a bloat. No, she was a woman. Will, Miss Shakespeare. Yeah, she wrote all the greats. Rachel III. I'm claiming her the shrimp. What's this? I can't run my monthly magazine. But it's disgusting. It's full of semi-naked bloats, draping themselves over sports cars. What's wrong with that? You're not one of those boring masculineists, are you? So sexual attitudes at opposite as well? What's that, my little cupcake? What the heck? But it just looks ridiculous. I mean, these models are deformed, hugely deformed. Makes one feel quite inadequate. I wouldn't worry about that, my drink. Hey, holograms can touch each other. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. I hate to break up the party, but is there somebody missing? How do you mean? Well, geographically, whore, whore, whore, whore, whore, whore. Right. Looting around the cargo decks, I think. Wow! Oh, oh, my life, I've waited for this moment and now it has arrived. Hey, listen, if your hand is screaming, do not, I repeat, do not come to the rescue. Oh, come on, come on, get to the key key. I think he's in for a bit of a shock. Why? His opposite isn't female. What is it? It's a joke. Boy, boy, work like gold. I get so damn panic. You're going to go off and leave my own life, this damn piece of fleece. I'm going to get you, little thief. I don't know what that is, but I'm sure he wants to eat me. Well, trash my shorts. Think you're smart. Money caught that嗎? You'll get a bad mate and leave them for real. Come on, now I want to beat your buddy! I tell you what, I'm going to smell Joe behind. You can smell mine? I'm going to tangle. You want to smell mine? What?! Don't you want to smell me? You want to smell me? Man, I could smell you if he was on Mars. What's the last time you take a bath? Oh, please don't say that word. What the bath? You said it again. Now, listen up. If you're gonna say that word in front of me, please spell it. When's the last time you took a B-A-T-H? What's that? You're welcome. There you are. Come on. We're going to disco. What? Yeah, Holly's gonna say about 17 hours through Pair the Hawk Drive. So thought we'd go on a few. That means like, yeah, yeah, yeah, we'll come on. Yeah! Well, they seem to be getting on boat, they. Yes, absolutely. Oh, yes. Like a house of fire. You can say that again. Oh, yes? Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Man, you've got a pretty good conversation going on here. No, yes. Yes. Absolutely. Funny, really. I'm not normally good at talking to the opposite sex. No, I'm not. I run out of things to say. Me too. So you're a girl then. Yes. That's nice. Hang on. How have you got something in your eye? I'm not. You're trying to hit the tires, me on you. No, of course not. Well, stop staring there. Yes, you are. Okay, I read it in this book. It's great for picking up bits of toti. Well, I'd hardly describe myself as a bit of toti. Oh, yes. Toti. Toti? I think if I'd rather too much to drink, I always get like this when I'm tanked up. Come on. You're interested. I assure you I'm not. Why are you giving me all the signs then? What signs? Wearing such tight trousers. They're not tight. What's there, you're begging for it? I'm not toti and I'm not begging for anything. Come on, give us a snock. I promise I won't try to take off your underpants. Look, I'm sorry. I'm just not that kind of boy. Hey, oh, you're a great conversation. A great conversation. You know that? I am. But I ain't sitting up. Yeah, that's what I like best. You wanna listen to them go in the garage? Yeah, I have a grenade. Thank you. You know, yeah, I want to play fetch with the dog. Listery, how are you, the old lady? Come and join us. Please, God, come and join us. I won't be long. If you want to keep your beer cool, stay between us legs. You want to do that about? That is the most awful woman I've ever met. She's you. She's absolutely repudent. She doesn't treat me like I'm a normal human being at all. She's used to regard me as some sort of discardable sex object. She's the female equivalent of you. Not since she's maladjusted. Trust my luck to end up with our weirdo while you trap off with a woman with a juicy jugs. I mean, she thinks of many exact same way you think of women as a ghost. She accused me of wiggling my bottom in a provocative way. I was just walking. Can I help it if I happen to be sexy? What's the other one like? It's awfully gross. She's unbelievable. She's right to him, play some bedrink, and six pints of log, and embellish, and the whole yanky doodle, that. That's your party faces, isn't it? Yeah, but when I do, it's really stylish, man. Class. So do you think you're gonna love him? What? Get out of town! I mean, she's a good laugh when all that, but all she wants to do is get completely blitzed out of a brain and he's been delusing. I mean, come crazy, but just don't find that attractive. Are you getting on there? Well, put it this way. There'll be two pairs of shoes under the bed tonight. What? Hey. It doesn't look too interested to me. It looks more so-to-be. Catchy-find? Oh, he just doesn't want me to think he's the shipped bike, but I'm getting the science. He crust his legs, and made pretty damn sure I saw he was wearing socks as thin as... Oh, Rimmer. He's not interested? Maybe not now, but wait till I head in with the worm-do line. I'm gonna do line.