RECORDED ANNOUNCEMENT: "Too much garbage in your face? There's plenty of space out in space! BNL star lines are leaving each day. We'll clean up the mess while you're away."
The trash problem is a global catastrophe that is literally killing the planet, yet the announcement that humans are evacuating Earth rhymes. We don't think they're taking this seriously.
[Sign on the Moon: BnL Outlet Mall—Coming Soon!]
This is a sign on the moon, and the Outlet Mall seems to have abandoned construction forever. For the moon, that's good thing. Humans don't need another celestial body to trash.
AXIOM PASSENGER #1: I've been in my cabin all morning, so let's hover over to the driving range and hit a few virtual balls into space.
AXIOM PASSENGER #2: Nah, we did that yesterday. I don't wanna do that.
AXIOM PASSENGER #1: Well what do you wanna do?
AXIOM PASSENGER #2: I don't know. Something.
Human life seems to have reached the very depths of inanity on the Axiom. When you can do absolutely anything, it seems that these people just want to do nothing but hover around, drink, and get fat.
CAPTAIN: Mechanical systems?
CAPTAIN: Reactor core temperature?
CAPTAIN: Passenger count?
CAPTAIN: Regenerative food buffet?
CAPTAIN: Jacuzzi pH balance?
CAPTAIN: Atmospheric conditions?
We're under the impression that nothing aboard the Axiom ever changes, lulling humanity into their sedentary state of inertia, yet the Captain still goes through these motions every single day. Does he ever expect a different result?
CAPTAIN: Well, I'm sure our forefathers would be proud to know that 700 years later we'd be doing the exact same thing they were doing.
Even as the Captain says this, we're not sure he believes the words that are coming out of his mouth. It seems foolish to believe that any forefathers would want their so-called children to not have evolved in seven centuries.
RECORDED ANNOUNCEMENT: Due the effects of microgravity, you and your passengers may have suffered some slight bone loss. But I'm sure a few laps around the ship's jogging track will get you back in shape in no time.
AXIOM PASSENGER: We have a jogging track?
This is played off as a joke, but if humans had tried exercising once or twice over the last millennia, they might be in better shape… in more ways than one.
CAPTAIN: Manuel, relay instructions.
Technology seems to have evolved about the Axiom, as the Captain has never seen a book before. He thinks it will respond to his voice commands (adding to the silliness, he can't even pronounce "manual" correctly).
[WALL-E thinks EVE is being destroyed when diagnostics are run on her.]
Foolishness isn't limited to the human characters. Even WALL-E has a lapse in common sense when he thinks EVE is being dismantled in the repair ward, and he causes a lot of trouble to rescue her even though she doesn't need saving.
[When "rescuing" EVE, WALL-E fires her arm cannon and frees all the Reject robots.]
This is what WALL-E's rescue attempt leads to: EVE's arm cannon goes off (WALL-E, you could have put someone's eye out!) and frees all the Reject robots, causing pandemonium—funny pandemonium, but still pandemonium—in the hallways of the Axiom.
[The WALL-A loaders push giant cubes of trash out the airlock.]
It seems that humans haven't changed at all; they've simply relocated. The humans aboard the Axiom are making just as much trash—if not more—than they did on Earth! Now they're littering in space, simply pushing it out the airlock to float around like asteroids. We wouldn't be surprised if all the trash collected into a giant mass the size of Texas, like in the ocean, and headed for Earth. What if WALL-E is a prequel to Armageddon?