McClure: Hey, Spender, where have you been?
Spender: I found a Martian.
Spender: I've been living in a Martian city in the hills. Learning to read their books, understand their art forms.
McClure: What are you talking about?
Spender: One day a Martian appeared and said, "Give me your boots." And I did. And then he said, "Give me your uniform," and I did. I offered him my weapon, but he said he had his own.
McClure: Are you crazy?
Spender: And then he said to follow him and see what happens. And he walked across the desert and he's here right now.
McClure: I don't see any Martians.
Spender: Don't you? (shoots him)