S11E9: Space Cadet
All right, come on, if Mission Control thought we could help get the shuttle out of orbit, it can't be that hard.
Okay, okay, uh, try this.
Hit up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, start.
Then we'll have unlimited lives.
Come on, we're running out of time.
Oh, Meg, all your suicide threats over the years,
and you're just as chicken shit as the rest of us.
Hey, guys, I think I have an idea that could help us.