ET- Oxygen

  E.T. and the Flopglopple entered with two more plants, potted, with enormous leaves and fruits that were quite clearly and rhythmically breathing.

  Micron turned in his seat. “Ah, that feels good.” He inhaled deeply. “Pure oxygen,” he said, turning to the robot, who was belted in beside him. “Those plants give it off in great quantities.”

  “I regret,” said the robot, “that respiration is not required in my system.” His mechanical eye-shades fluttered sadly.

  “A Moja Vari plant,” said Micron, turning to E.T. “Am I right?”

  “Breath of Travelers,” said E.T., nodding and placing the two plants near the nutrient troughs and tubes that fed Dagon Sabad and which would now also feed Moja Vari. “Two will be sufficient. They reproduce very quickly.” He pointed to the seed buds that dotted the leaves, a few of which had already dropped into the soil of the pot and were now sprouting.

- E.T. The Book of the Green Planet, chapter 21