Transcript for Sunday, May 2, 2004
Narrator: Forensic Scientists pore over a sample of our favorite amorph.
Ozvegan Griz: What have you got for me, Gerg?
Ozvegan Gerg: I've got an orgy of evidence. And I know orgies, if you know what I mean.
Ozvegan Griz: I'm sure I have no idea.
Ozvegan Gerg: Right. Umm... Well, our Amorph has been a very naughty boy.
Ozvegan Griz: How do you know he's a boy?
Ozvegan Gerg: I don't. But he
has been naughty. His isotope count is way off.
Ozvegan Griz: Maybe he hangs out on spaceship hulls in stellar storms.
Ozvegan Gerg: I thought of that. The count doesn't support it. See, he's loaded with isotopes of carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, and nitrogen, along with some others.
Ozvegan Gerg: He's almost 20% silicon by weight, though. And his silicon isotope count is only a little above average.
Ozvegan Griz: Go on, Gerg. I'm still waiting for this orgy you promised me.
Ozvegan Gerg: Yeah, that's what
she said.
Ozvegan Griz: Again I say
go on.
Ozvegan Gerg: Well, the only way to have one component high in isotopes while the other component is not is for you to be ingesting those isotopes. If you're exposed to radiation all of you gets isotopic.
Ozvegan Gerg: Carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, and nitrogen...
Chow. It's the stuff carbon-based critters are made out of.
Ozvegan Griz: So... He's been burning his carbon-based victims to ash, and then eating the last of the evidence.
Ozvegan Gerg: See?
Orgy.
Ozvegan Griz: No orgy, Gerg. Our vic' wasn't burnt to ash, and didn't get eaten. What you've got here is more like a blind date.
Ozvegan Gerg: But she's really hot, right?