Narrator: Deep in the House Phica fortress...
Tagon: Kevyn!
Kevyn: I'm sorry, Captain. Just do what they say.
Tagon: I guess I'll have to. They shot my pistol right out of my hand!
Schlock: It just goes "clicky."
Pranger: Let's have some restraints for our guests, Steakly.
Steakly: Yes, sir.
Narrator: Schlock is ushered into an armored bag.
Tagon: Go ahead, Sergeant.
Narrator: Manacles are supplied and slapped onto Tagon and Elf.
Tagon: Kevyn, you'd better have a good explanation for this.
Narrator: There's also a set for Kevyn.
Kevyn: Hey, what's going on here, Pranger?
Pranger: Oh, we've just got a few questions to ask. Simple stuff. I just need to know what you know, and how you know what you know.
Tem Phica: You seem awfully friendly with these assassins, Colonel.
Pranger: Of course I'm friendly. It's far easier to restrain someone when they don't suspect that you're leading them off to be tortured.
Kevyn: I don't suppose I can get a refund?
Pranger: No, but I tell you what... If I torture and kill you, I won't expect you to pay the outstanding balance.
Elf:
Bangers: