Finally we've gotten around to making a page of sounds for
Red Dwarf! We have so many sounds, if this page takes a long time to
load, be patient. We think it's worth it!
(creators note: well, I was wrong and we can upload the sounds. The ones we are not uploading are the really really big ones. So, if you see a sounds you would like, but it's not available {says' N/A} send me mail and ask for it. I'll send it to you)
Sounds from Lister:
lister: "call me pretentious if you like, but as for me, a truly great wine should not leave you with a foam mustache that you can only remove with twerps"
RIMMEREX: "well, I like to think of myself as a definitive version, you know. Homed to perfection by time a evolution"
keks: "Honestly, you're tighter than an Italian waiters keks!"
smeghead: "smeghead"
rimmer8: Just a collection of rimmer sounds. VERY runny!
coward: "you can't frighten me i'm a coward!"
kipper: "smoke me a kipper, skipper. I'll be back for breakfast"
spot_on: "spot on"
betterdead: "better dead than smeg"
Big thanx to Jim for sending us this wav!
flibble: "Mr. Flibble's very cross"
catchicken: "if he's you and your him, and you're him and he's him, am I still me? (laughing) Who's eating this chicken?"
swirlalert: "all hands on deck! swirly thing alert!"
(N/A)distress: "This is an S.O.S distress call from the mining ship Red Dwarf. The crew are dead, killed by a radiation leak. The only survivors were Dave Lister, who was in suspended animation during the disaster, and his pregnant cat, who was safely sealed in the hold. Revived 3 million years later, Lister's only companions are: a life form who evolved from his cat, and Arnold Rimmer, a hologram simulation of one of the dead crew. (pause) I am Holly, the ships computer with an IQ of 6000. The same IQ as 6000 PE teachers."
gbennet: "gordon bennet that was a close one!"
badass: "just call me bad ass!"
smeee: "...a shmee. What a shmeee. What a shmeeehhheeeeeeeee"
feckles:
kryten: it's hackles you moron, it really gets your hackles up. There's no such word as feckles.
cat: feckles, heckles, hackles, shmeckles, whatever the hell they are they're up right now and pointing at you, buddy.
no: (note: this is a dialogue between two characters. We just don't know which two.)
no
yes
no!
i'm putting it on.
don't put it on.
i'm putting it on.
he's putting it on.
here i go
there he goes
cat:
cat: there's an old cat saying, if your gonna eat tuna they expect bones.
rimmer: there's an old human saying, if your gonna talk garbage, expect pain.
disco:
lister: (The Red, Green, and Blue alert signs are all
flashing! What the smeg does that mean?
kryten: well, either we're under attack sir, or we're having a disco.
successf:
cat: all in all a hundred percent successful trip.
kryten: but sir, we lost Mr.Rimmer.
cat: all in all one hundred percent successful trip.
mr.guitar:
kryten: well, at least mr.guitar...(laughing). mr.guitar!
kryten and cat: oh mr.guitar! you're a sad little thing!
