Captain Tagon: Souf was extremely concerned about the King's blood-nannies. He thinks a plague is imminent.
Captain Tagon: In his own words, "There's no way we're putting those in the ground of my homeworld."
Captain Tagon: He asked us if we could kindly clone a 'clean' version of the King for burial, and take the real body off his hands without anyone else knowing.
Captain Tagon: Oh, and he's willing to pay extra.
Kevyn: It's a big galaxy. How many different hells just froze over?