Saturday September 13, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse — Part II: Enter the Longshoreman


Massey: Sergeant, I can solve this, the fabber just spat out some very smart missiles for urban deployment.
Schlock: You'd fire hunter-missiles into the habitat for me? Really?
Massey: Really. Really I would. Just put me down, and I'll take care of everything.
TAG: I notice you didn't promise the Sergeant that you'd assign target priorities or even arm the warheads on our new surveillance tools.
Massey: I'm an attorney. Now the defense gets to rest.