Adam: No, thirty.
(Cut to flashback of Adam predicting odds of 70%, 20% and 10%.)
Adam: No, that wasn't me, that was somebody else...I said 50, 40, 10.
Adam: I REJECT YOUR REALITY AND SUBSTITUTE MY OWN!
Entouji: If we support it from here, the probability could rise to 60%...
Hyuuma: That means that if each of us pilots adds 10% from our guts, it'll be 100%!
Simon: But it's not zero percent. In my case that's as good as 100 percent!
Martina: I wouldn't advise thinking about the odds.
Nogg: There are no odds to think about! If you do this, the probability of our deaths is inevitable.
Martina: Then it might be best not to think about inevitability.
Han shook his head. "Never tell me the odds," he admonished the other, glancing at his chrono. It could be any time now. "Besides, you never know when the odds are going to change."
"I understand there's a one hundred percent fatality rate?"
"True. But up until the moment of death there was a one hundred percent survival rate. Really, I shouldn't let anything as meaningless as statistics put you off."