Transcript for Tuesday, May 29, 2001
Narrator: Sergeant schlock tumbles through the void, helpless...
Schlock: (thinking) Urgh... decompressing...
Schlock: (thinking) Gotta exhale everything, curl up and contract for safety... prepare for... prolonged... vacuum...
Schlock: Specialty organs at risk... must... shield... them...
Der Trihs: I have no idea how long he can survive. How does he look?
Brad: Not good. He just ate his eyeballs.