"Gotta go. Gotta go. Here come the space cops. Help me space cops. Space cops help."
—Space Sphere, Portal 2
"I'm Space Cop. I come from the future. The future of space."
—Space Cop, Space Cop
"But how—how—can legal processes work efficiently—work at all, for that matter—when a man can commit a murder or a pirate can loot a space-ship and be a hundred parsecs away before the crime is even discovered? How can a Tellurian John Law find a criminal on a strange world that knows nothing whatever of our Patrol, with a completely alien language—maybe no language at all—where it takes months even to find out who and where—if any—the native police officers are? But there must be a way, Rod—there's got to be a way!" Samms slammed his open hand resoundingly against his desk's bare top. "And by God I'll find it—the Patrol will come out on top!"
— Virgil Samms, First Lensman
Kryten: What's he thinking of, warping that close to another vessel? DAMN SPACE HOG!
Rimmer: My god, that's a Space Corp external enforcement vehicle!
Cat: What?
Lister: The space filth!
— Red Dwarf, "Emohawk, Polymorph II"
