Tuesday July 8, 2003
Transcript
Narrator:A pair of natives spy the plume of distant plasma cannon.
Native 1:<Ooooh.>
Native 2:<It's coming from that grove of death-flowers.>
Native 1:<Ooooh.>
Native 2:<Dangerous to go look. Death-flowers make crazy, eat people.>
Native 1:<Ooooh.>
Native 1:<Ooooh.>
Native 2:<Right. You go first.>
