
In space, no one can hear you scream.

Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids. In fact, it's cold as hell.

We come in peace - shoot to kill, shoot to kill!

I'm sorry, Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that.
In space, no one can hear you scream.
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids. In fact, it's cold as hell.
We come in peace - shoot to kill, shoot to kill!
I'm sorry, Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that.