We've altered course.

I changed the course of human history when I invented surrogates.

Yeah. Okay, we're changing direction.

That's my choice!

Keep going straight down the hallway.

The ship changed its course.

What's up?

All units, block passages. Block!

Alter our heading.

Set your course for the Hoth system.

I'll go forward instead, all the way around to that alley where you guys are.

In the city, it was probably today, let's face it.

But there was an unexpected change of course.

Take my path and I will take yours.

Target vector remains on scope.

Okay. We'll change direction.

Viper I, clear forward.

Rudder 18 degrees toward South!

The course of the ship was straight east.

The ship struck northward.

Smuggler's route?

Spread the word.

It's an old smuggler's route.

How are the mazes coming on?

So he got over to the runway, and he applied the power.

Roger. Rerouting.

Whichever way we choose will involve danger.

We set out for home.

So let's expand the node at Pitesti.

I asked my teacher for advice on my future course.

Well, I think we should change direction.

Let's update your chart for a course right down into the eye of the storm.

We left the motorway at junction 11.

What's more important?

We were going along in the rain.

We went ahead with the plan for the party.

The construction blocked the entrance to the street.

And I remember looking at these two versions of my obituary and thinking, Oh boy,

Those things came along too recently.

It was the only way we both could be educated.

That was the first view of the machine that was to mold his thoughts and actions most of his life.

A clear path if ever there was one.

I'm headed on a bearing of about 137 from the coordinates we pulled off our guy's map.

We dance along the street.

We studied the road map of the country around Paris.