Martian: 'Ello NASA, I wish to make a complaint about this lander I purchased only a few months ago.
NASA: Oh yes, the, uh, the Phoenix...What's,uh...What's wrong with it?
Martian: I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. 'E's dead, that's what's wrong with it!
NASA: No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting.
Martian: Look, matey, I know a dead lander when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
NASA: No no he's not dead, he's, he's restin'! Remarkable lander, the Phoenix, idn'it, ay? Beautiful payloads!
Martian: The payload don't enter into it. It's stone dead.
NASA: Nononono, no, no! 'E's resting!
Martian: All right then, if he's restin', I'll wake him up!
Martian: 'Ello, Mister Phoenix lander! I've got a lovely fresh lifeform for you...
and so on and so forth!!
Mine's the one thats looks like a straight jacket...