Thursday August 19, 2004
Book 5: The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance — Part IV: Hand it Over

Transcript

Ob'enn Scientist: Your brother has been no help at all. We'll be executing you, your crew, and your Marines shortly, and grinding your brother into paste for good measure.
Breya: I guess you had to choose between us and the galaxy?
Kevyn: No, mostly I think I wasn't polite enou-
SFX: WHUMP
Breya: What was that?
Kevyn: Judging by the panicked looks, I'm betting it's not my meat-grinder.