A spaceship captain and transporter technician are in the transporter room, looking frazzled.
Captain: She’s still on the planet. Use the transporter!
Technician: I can’t, there’s particle interference.
Captain: That’s not an acceptable answer, Lieutenant. We leave no one behind.
Technician: Well… her pattern’s still in the computer.
Captain: Just get her up here!
In a conference room, a hanging banner reads:
Society of Abandoned Transporter Clones
Jamal Ann Tina Tina 2 Newcomer!
Member 1: And then they just made themselves a clone and left me on the planet!
Member 2: At least you didn’t have to sit in the buffer for fifty years.
P.S. Our bills are paid by our wonderful patrons. Could you chip in?