Careers in Science



The Venture family must travel to space to repair an orbiting space station that Dr. Venture’s father built in the 1970s, but a mysterious space phantom could be haunting the station! Things get even more intense as Brock’s presence adds heat to an already tense romantic relationship between the station’s two officers.

Hank and Dean: He started it!
Dr. Venture: No, I started it years ago in a moment of passion! And I’ll end it the same way right here in front of Brock, H.E.L.P.eR., and God!

(Brock is piloting the Ventures’ phallic ship into Gargantua-1’s docking bay)
Lt. Baldavitch: Let’s take this slow. It’s my first time.
Brock: I’ll be gentle. Now where do you want this hot rocket?
Lt. Baldavitch: Wow! That’s a big one. Now, ease it in… good, just like that.
Dr. Venture: Uugh, ay-yi… uugh, Brock, can we speed this up? I really need to go number one, I’m serious.
Lt. Baldavitch: That’s it! Keep going. Slow… slow… YES! That’s it!
Brock: That’s a tight fit.
Lt. Baldavitch: (sighs) It’s like they were made for each other.
Dr. Venture: (annoyed) Yes, because they were, because they were both made by the same guy. Now can we finish this up please?
Brock: I’m almost there, brace yourself because it’s gonna be… (trails off)
Dr. Venture: Oh, come on!

Dr. Venture: Oh sweet mercy, tell me these suits have a collection pouch.

Dean: It’s on!
Hank: It’s off!
Dean: It’s on!
Hank: It’s off!
Dean: It’s on!
Hank: It’s off!
Dean: It’s on!
Hank: Off!
Dean: It’s on!
Hank: It’s off!
Dean: It’s on!
Hank: Off!
Dean: It’s on!
Dr. Venture: That’s called ‘blinking’, boys…

(after being rescued from being in space without a spacesuit)
Brock: Gonna…go…lay down…for a…second…

Brock: Oh yeah, the pain. It’s not so bad. I hacked up some blood a couple of minutes ago and there was this pink chunk about the size of, uh… one of those little kiwifruit, but I don’t feel anything missing, so I’m not too worried.

Hank and Dean: Phantom Space Man!

Col. Manstrong: So.. h-how was he?
Lt. Baldavich: How was who?
Col. Manstrong: Oh, come on! I shook his hand, it’s all fat and stubby! He must have like a huge mushroom down there! So…does he have a Smurf living in it or what?

Hank: I hate Phantom Space Man!

Lt. Baldavich: I don’t have to take this!
Col. Manstrong: That’s because you already took it … in the lap. From … not me!