“Sunlight is one of those things you never think you’ll miss as much as you do, don’t you think Rimmer? Do you remember, back in the old days like, when they used to make us take those sodding tablets when we got a few weeks out from planet leave? To avoid space fever? Bottled sunshine they called it, didn’t they. Tasted like arse if you ask me.”
“Vitamin D Listy, and no, no one asked you. How do you know what arse tastes like anyway? Speaking from experience?”
“You know my policy, Rimmer. Don’t ask, don’t tell.”
“…”
“Its a saying anyway. Tasted grim is what I meant.”
“Of course you did.”
“What was I saying? You got me off track, smeghead.”
“Because you were so on track to begin with?”
“I was getting to my point. What I was trying to say was you don’t appreciate the little things do you. I mean I always liked the sunrays you got on planet leave like. But I never thought I’d be stuck here indefinitely.”
“And I never thought I’d be stuck with you as my only company.”

“That’s what I mean though. Had I known I’d me stuck all on my own practically, maybe i’d have appreciated my mates a little more. Not that you had mates to begin with. You wouldn’t get it.”
“I had mates, thank you very much Lister.”
“Aye and did they know that?”
“It’s not my fault I prioritised bettering myself over juvenile friendships, bonding over alcohol and silly pranks.”
“What do you call this then? Rather be studying would you?”
“A foreign concept to you, I’m sure.”

“You can’t fool me Rimmer, I know you love our chats. Buried deep somewhere underneath all that, you know, Rimmer-ness. I don’t blame you.”
“…”

“You know you do. You’d go mad without me.”
“I’m going mad with you, Listy.”
“Aye, you are.”