Narrator:Bounty-hunter Doyt Gyo is making off with our heroes' favorite doctor.
DoytHaban: Come on, Doc. You got some law to answer to.
Ennesby: Not if I can help it. . .
Ennesby:Hey! Mix THIS with your Minoxydil, chrome-dome!
Ennesby:Yeeargh! Help! Help! I've been decapitated!!
Narrator:Tagon's office, downstairs.
Shv'uu:Sir, building security indicates he has a ship on the roof.
Kevyn:I can take care of that. We'll just teraport it someplace else.
Schlock:No! Wait! I've got a better idea. . .
Tagon:Your ideas tend to result in unnecessary violence, Sergeant Schlock.
Schlock:And your point is. . .
Tagon:Let's broaden the definition of "necessary."
Narrator:Doyt's ship, on the roof. . .
DoytHaban: Quit fighting the cuffenclamp, Doc. Just get in.
Bunni:You're making a mistake. I'm not who you think I am.
DoytHaban: U.N.S. Agents at Scotland Yard can make that call.
DoytHaban:Hmmm. . . My flight-seat is softer than i remember--HOLY SWEET MOTHER OF
DoytHaban:urk. . .
Bunni:Why don't you hand that head to me, Sergeant. I can reattach it.
Schlock:You don't have to, you know.
Narrator:An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a head for a head. . . How Biblical!