Lister: Look at what he's given me for dinner: a pea on toast. One pea.
I tell you, I'm that far from cracking. (goes to squish the pea;
it snaps away) I've lost my pea! Oh, that's it! I've cracked.
Rimmer: He's just doing this to destroy your morale.
Lister: Is he? Well, I want my pea back. It's my pea. I earned that pea.
Where is it? I don't care if it's on the floor all covered in fluff,
if it's under the bed with my toenail clippings, I don't care where
it is -- it's my pea, I earned it, and I'm going to eat it no matter
what!
Rimmer: It flew off into your dirty-sock basket.
Lister: I'll just have the toast.
-- Red Dwarf - 'Queeg'
