"When you think about it," Leavitt said, "we've faced up to quite a planning problem here. How to disinfect the human body—one of the dirtiest things in the known universe—without killing the person at the same time."
The Doctor: ...and watch out for the disinfectant!
Rose: Watch out for what?
The Doctor: The disinfectant!
Rose: The what?
The Doctor: THE DISINF— oh, you'll find out...
Rose: Watch out for what?
The Doctor: The disinfectant!
Rose: The what?
The Doctor: THE DISINF— oh, you'll find out...
— Doctor Who, "New Earth"
Shaw: I need you to translate Finch's instructions on how to destroy the virus. Dude never met a five-syllable word he didn't like.
Root: Full decontamination. (gives Shaw a flirty look) This could take all night.
— Person of Interest, "Honor Among Thieves"
Ripley: What happened to Kane?
Dallas: Something attached itself to him. We have to get him to the infirmary right away.
Ripley: What kind of thing? I need a clear definition.
Dallas: An organism... Open the hatch!
Ripley: Wait a minute, if we let it in the ship could be infected. You know the quarantine procedure. 24 hours for decontamination.
Ripley: Listen to me. If we break quarantine, we could all die.
— Alien
Somewhere near them, in a series of stalls which lead around and around like a rabbit maze, Pat was being herded from stall to stall by peremptory mechanical voices, directed to soap and shower, ordered to insert his arm into a slot which took a sample of his blood, given solutions to drink, bathed in germicidal ultraviolet, shaken by sonic blasts, breathing air thick with sprays of germicidal mists, being directed to put his arms into other slots where they were anesthetized and injected with various immunizing solutions.
Finally he would be put into a room of high temperature and extreme dryness, and instructed to sit for half an hour while more fluids were dripped into his veins through long thin tubes.
All legal spaceships were built for safety. No chance was taken of allowing a suspected carrier to bring an infection on board with him.
Finally he would be put into a room of high temperature and extreme dryness, and instructed to sit for half an hour while more fluids were dripped into his veins through long thin tubes.
All legal spaceships were built for safety. No chance was taken of allowing a suspected carrier to bring an infection on board with him.
— Contagion (1950) by Katherine MacLean
"Captain, it appears you exposed yourself to a pornographic spore on Roku San. I recommend twenty-four hours in a decontamination room with panoramic windows."
