The Tick (1994–1997): Season 2, Episode 2 - Alone Together - full transcript
The Tick spends time with a world-eating menace while lost in space. Meanwhile, Arthur tries partnering with different superheroes.
[Alarm buzzes]
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
[Chatter on radio]
[Radio chatter continues]
The lunar lander has
touched down successfully.
We are about to witness
history in the making.
Very shortly the specially-
appointed team of astronauts
will set out on an unprecedented mission
to repair the damage done to
the surface of the moon last year,
when the infamous crime-lord
Chairface Chippendale
attempted to carve
his name into it
OVER TV: with the use
of a powerful laser-cannon
during a birthday
party gone bad.
[TV clicks off]
[All shouting angrily]
...thwarted in the middle of the act
by the city's own superhero, The Tick,
who was then chosen to be a part
of this historic lunar-repair mission,
making him the first superhero to
take part in an official space-shot.
The astronauts are now
waiting for the go-ahead
from National Space Program
headquarters, in Houston.
You are a go, lunar team.
[Hatch opens]
This is one small step for The Tick
and one giant step
for, uh, say a little bug.
Or maybe some guy who's
been shrunk to the size of a penny!
Uh, you can talk to him direct by
pressing this. Go ahead, Arthur.
Eh... um... How's everything
going with the mission so far?
Tick... remember, the
whole world is watching!
I'm watching you too, world!
Ha ha! Woo hoo hoo!
Yes! A-ha!
Oh boy! Hee hee hee!
The astronaut team is
made up of expert scientists
and construction workers
from around the world.
They will be working with
extremely dangerous explosives.
Absolute precision is necessary
to guarantee their safety.
ASTRONAUT: Well, that's enough
TNT to blow us all off this rock.
I say let the indestructible
guy do the dirty work!
Uh, Tick! Uh, hey Tick! C'mere.
You wanna have some real fun?
Huh?
Alright, here's the plan, superhero.
You take this jet pack and fly down into
those letters with the explosive charges.
Jet pack?! Slick!
Uh huh.
So you take the jet pack and you
fly down into that great big letter "C".
Ooh! Into the belly of the moon!
Uh, okay. Settle down.
Now, this is your basic high explosive
charge with a detonator switch.
Now, when you get to
the bottom of the channel
place the explosive pack on the sidewall,
fly back up here to a safe distance,
and hit that detonator button.
Piece of cake, buddy!
Hey, where'd everybody go?
Minimum safe distance, Tick.
Uh, we'll all be back in
the, uh, in the lander...
uh... monitoring your
progress. Yeah, that's it!
Hey, break a leg, big guy!
BRIAN PINHEAD: The Tick has just
been briefed on the task before him.
And, we will return shortly
with live coverage of the mission.
Meanwhile, in a related story,
the National Space
Program has just informed us
that it has lost contact with
the Quixote space probe,
launched over three years ago.
All scientists know is that
at the time it disappeared,
the probe was quote
"really really far away."
[Probe beeps continuously]
I am Omnipotus, Devourer of Worlds,
the most powerful being
the cosmos has ever seen.
I feast upon the firmament;
gorge myself on the planets.
The universe is my picnic table,
and what a spread!
Hello? What's this?
[Sings wordlessly to himself]
[Gasps]
[Growls as he chews]
[French accent]
Big jerk!
I know no master but my hunger.
TICK: Y'know, citizens of Earth,
when I look back at that big
beautiful blue ball we call home
I can't help but get a little misty.
[Tick over radio]
I mean, what's our problem, anyway?
Why can't we all just join hands and--
[Monkey screeches]
[Control over radio]
Uh, Tick, can we get a move-on here?
Right! Check! That's a
big ten-forty! Roger and out.
It looks like he's ready.
And now, space-Tick soars into history!
Aaaaaah!!!
[Tick screams]
MAYOR: Is this on? Can they hear me?
[Clears throat]
And so, citizens,
we are gathered here today to pay tribute
to the memory of one of The City's tallest,
bluest, best superheroes.
Too soon The Tick was
plucked from our midst,
and hurled screaming into the heavens.
MAYOR: What a guy!
[Chokes up]
And to commemorate this great sacrifice,
the city council has commissioned
this beautiful fiberglass resin statue,
to stand forever in his honor.
[Loud applause]
The head is way too big!
Arthur, you may think
that nothing can fill
the void left in your life
by The Tick's untimely
departure from this world,
but the city council has
also commissioned for you
this deluxe assortment of cheeses
in a handcrafted wicker basket.
MAYOR: You better
refrigerate that after you open it.
Space... I'm in space!
I'm a far out space-Tick!
The final frontier; the
great black blanket!
The... man, a guy could
get really bored out here.
Oh, oof!
Ugh... space... hurts.
Well, at least he
got rid of the "C".
Yeah... heh.
That was quite a blast!
[Imitates explosion]
Anyway, Arthur, what we're
saying is we're worried about you.
You haven't been getting out.
You're all cooped-up in here.
You've got to get
on with your life.
Yeah... Yeah, so um...
[Clears throat]
What I was thinking...
Mmm, hey this cheese is pretty good!
Oof, would you quit hitting me?!
Those are his condolence cheeses!
[Childishly mocking]
Those are his condolence cheeses!
Great Gouda!
Anyway, so I was thinking,
"Hey, you could kick for me," guy.
You want me to be your sidekick?
Face it, Arthur,
anything's better than this.
Um... I don't know...
Who dares to disturb the slumber
of the almighty Omnipotus,
devourer of worlds?!
Hey! Why don't you watch
where you're going, mister?
You. Come here.
You're not afraid of me?
The Tick fears no man or beast.
Besides, I know
what it's like to be big.
Hmm...
What is your name, blue insect?
I am The Tick!
I come from The City!
That's on planet Earth.
Earth? Tell me about this Earth.
Huh... well...
It's as blue as me.
Uh, but green in places, too.
And it's filled with people,
and cities, and trees!
And horses!
Fiddler crabs!
And... Uh, are you all right?
Hmm... You paint a lovely
picture of your home, Tick.
It sounds so delicious...ly full of life!
Yes, it's pretty happening.
Only, I don't know how
I'll ever get back there.
OMNIPOTUS: Then I will
strike a deal with you, small one.
I will bring you back to
your lush, lively home world...
in exchange for your services.
What can a guy like
me do for a guy like you?
Oh, hehe! More than you know...
The look is key.
[Strains]
See?
Um... Die Fledermaus...
We've been at this for a week now,
and all we do is look at fashion
magazines and hang out at the diner.
I mean, don't you ever fight crime?
[Scoffs]
Fight? Crime?
Oh please.
[Alarm rings]
[Laughs maniacally]
[Scottish accent]
Great! Great!
It's as easy as taking
candy from a wee baby bairn!
Ha ha! Whoo!
We'd better hurry!
Whoa! [Chuckles]
Hey there, loose cannon.
You never go running after total strangers.
Hey! He went that way!
OMNIPOTUS: Higher! Higher!
Okay, a little to the left.
TICK: Uh huh, uh huh. Oh, yep!
I think I see your problem. Hang on there.
Yep! You got some kinda...
space probe... thingy stuck in ya.
[Grunts]
It says... "Quicks-oat."
[Straining]
Ahh! Got it; you got it!
Heavenly! That feels great.
Now, Tick, as long as
you're headed that way...
Could you... rub my feet?
Oh, that would be the best!
Yeesh...
Roger. I'm on it.
[Air raid klaxon sounds]
Come on, sidekick, we're on!
Fire us, boy!
Ahh!!!
[Cackles]
Great! More free money!
[Crashes]
Ugh... I'm okay, you're okay...
[Tick grunts]
Man!
For a huge guy your feet are freaky small.
[Strains]
OMNIPOTUS: Ohhh...
That is wonderful!
Ah, Tick.
I'm so glad we bumped into each other.
I'll bet you won't even miss
your silly old Earth when it's gone.
TICK: Huh?
[Toe cracks]
[Tick strains]
Ha!
Well, that's the last of them.
Ah! Oh thanks, Tick.
I have been wanting to do something
about that unibrow for eons.
Phew! Oh yeah, uh huh.
Yep! You gotta planet stuck in your ear.
[Tick strains]
Ah-ha!
Aah.
And so the cosmic circus moves along,
its tiniest clown gone
to rejoin it once again.
Yum!
OMNIPOTUS: Mmm! I love a
good appetizer before the main course.
Hey... Hey, it's the Earth.
It's my earth!
Right on!
Omnipotus got me back! I--
I bet you won't even miss your
silly old Earth when it is gone.
You paint a lovely
picture of your home, Tick.
It sounds so... so... delicious.
Who dares disturb the slumber
of the almighty Omnipotus,
devourer of worlds?!
Eh?
Aiee! He's gonna eat it!
TICK: You're not gonna eat my planet, pal!
What's that, Tick?
Don't play dumb with me, mister!
You know what I'm talking about!
OMNIPOTUS: No, really, I have no idea!
You're gonna eat my home!
You're evil!
Tick, please calm down.
Let's talk about this.
I can't believe I rubbed your feet.
OMNIPOTUS: It is not
like I'm going to eat you, Tick!
You're my best friend.
Yeah, like fun!
I'm gonna warn the Earth!
OMNIPOTUS: Oh, I can't let you do that.
Tick! Don't be cruel.
You know I can't reach my feet.
Rocket shoe, don't fail me now!
No! Tick, please, come back!
He was my only friend.
Oh, how great my woe...
yet how much greater my hunger!
I always eat when I'm depressed.
WHIRLING SCOTTISH DEVIL: Prepare
for a beating, wee bunny man.
You'll nae escape the Whirling
Scottish Devil's tartan wrath!
[Devil screams]
Hey, uh, don't you do that or...
or, uh, I'll be forced to...
try and stop you.
[Cackles]
Oh, I'm not cut out for this solo work.
What would The Tick do if he was here?
Huh?
DEVIL: Great pain, Danny boy...
Huh. That statue wasn't there before.
Arthur!
ARTHUR: Tick!
No time for reunions, chum!
Gotta move fast, save the world!
Whaa-- huh?
I've been the janitor to the apocalypse
for two long months, Arthur,
and it's a-comin' this way!
Tick! What is that?
TICK: Well, that's the
guy I've been living with.
ARTHUR: What did you
bring him here for, and...
what's he doing?!
He's... Well, he's... eating the world.
That's kinda what he does.
Can't you make him stop?!
Stop? Well...
Got it!
Tick, what exactly are
we looking for, anyway?
TICK: Anything that
justifies our existence, Arthur.
He eats worlds. I've got to
try to appeal to his human side.
Impress him... We're sorta friends.
He's all the way up to the Dewey Bridge!
Aw, man... That was the best bridge!
Omnipotus!
Wait! Just hold on a sec!
What do you want?!
Traitor! Deserter!
We've come to implore
you to save our world
because of its many
splendorous creations!
[Whispers] Tick... I don't
think he's in the mood.
Uh... behold!
Bowling trophy!
Little colored plastic pirate swords
to hold our sandwiches together!
Uh... one deluxe assortment of cheeses,
half-eaten, in a handcrafted wicker basket?
Arthur, where did we get this?
Oh, and this!
Paint-by-numbers covered bridge scene!
I don't feel like talking
to you right now.
I thought you were my friend!
Oh, come on man, I had to leave!
You were about to eat my planet.
What kind of friend is that?!
I told you, I wasn't going to eat you.
No, but you were going
to eat everything else!
My apartment, and the supermarket
where I do all my shopping!
And... and... and Arthur!
You were gonna eat Arthur!
We're friends, right?
Well... I'd like to be.
Then quit eating all my stuff!
Then will you be my friend?
Uh, sure I guess.
Before I met you, I was a very lonely guy.
Perhaps... perhaps not eating people
is the first step to making friends.
Oh! I'm so happy all of a sudden!
Thank you, Tick!
[Whispers] I don't even really like him.
Yee... salty!
I will respect your wishes,
and your world, Tick,
and go back to my stars.
But there's just one thing:
my hunger!
I really need to eat something.
Do you think I could, maybe...
just take a quick bite
out of that nice moon you have up there?
Just to tide me over.
TICK: Oh, a little appetizer, huh?
Well, what do you think, Arthur?
It's not like anyone lives up there.
[Chuckles]
I've seen it. It's not all that pretty.
OMNIPOTUS: Great! Thanks!
ARTHUR: No, wait!
Y'know, Arthur, when you spend two
months riding around on a really big man
you start to learn a few
things about yourself.
[Distant crunching]
You learn that it's a really
great thing to stay on Earth,
and live in a place that has
no arms or legs of its own.
And, most importantly,
Arthur, you learn how to close
your eyes and tell yourself,
"This just isn't happening to me."
So, Did you miss me?
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
[Chatter on radio]
[Radio chatter continues]
The lunar lander has
touched down successfully.
We are about to witness
history in the making.
Very shortly the specially-
appointed team of astronauts
will set out on an unprecedented mission
to repair the damage done to
the surface of the moon last year,
when the infamous crime-lord
Chairface Chippendale
attempted to carve
his name into it
OVER TV: with the use
of a powerful laser-cannon
during a birthday
party gone bad.
[TV clicks off]
[All shouting angrily]
...thwarted in the middle of the act
by the city's own superhero, The Tick,
who was then chosen to be a part
of this historic lunar-repair mission,
making him the first superhero to
take part in an official space-shot.
The astronauts are now
waiting for the go-ahead
from National Space Program
headquarters, in Houston.
You are a go, lunar team.
[Hatch opens]
This is one small step for The Tick
and one giant step
for, uh, say a little bug.
Or maybe some guy who's
been shrunk to the size of a penny!
Uh, you can talk to him direct by
pressing this. Go ahead, Arthur.
Eh... um... How's everything
going with the mission so far?
Tick... remember, the
whole world is watching!
I'm watching you too, world!
Ha ha! Woo hoo hoo!
Yes! A-ha!
Oh boy! Hee hee hee!
The astronaut team is
made up of expert scientists
and construction workers
from around the world.
They will be working with
extremely dangerous explosives.
Absolute precision is necessary
to guarantee their safety.
ASTRONAUT: Well, that's enough
TNT to blow us all off this rock.
I say let the indestructible
guy do the dirty work!
Uh, Tick! Uh, hey Tick! C'mere.
You wanna have some real fun?
Huh?
Alright, here's the plan, superhero.
You take this jet pack and fly down into
those letters with the explosive charges.
Jet pack?! Slick!
Uh huh.
So you take the jet pack and you
fly down into that great big letter "C".
Ooh! Into the belly of the moon!
Uh, okay. Settle down.
Now, this is your basic high explosive
charge with a detonator switch.
Now, when you get to
the bottom of the channel
place the explosive pack on the sidewall,
fly back up here to a safe distance,
and hit that detonator button.
Piece of cake, buddy!
Hey, where'd everybody go?
Minimum safe distance, Tick.
Uh, we'll all be back in
the, uh, in the lander...
uh... monitoring your
progress. Yeah, that's it!
Hey, break a leg, big guy!
BRIAN PINHEAD: The Tick has just
been briefed on the task before him.
And, we will return shortly
with live coverage of the mission.
Meanwhile, in a related story,
the National Space
Program has just informed us
that it has lost contact with
the Quixote space probe,
launched over three years ago.
All scientists know is that
at the time it disappeared,
the probe was quote
"really really far away."
[Probe beeps continuously]
I am Omnipotus, Devourer of Worlds,
the most powerful being
the cosmos has ever seen.
I feast upon the firmament;
gorge myself on the planets.
The universe is my picnic table,
and what a spread!
Hello? What's this?
[Sings wordlessly to himself]
[Gasps]
[Growls as he chews]
[French accent]
Big jerk!
I know no master but my hunger.
TICK: Y'know, citizens of Earth,
when I look back at that big
beautiful blue ball we call home
I can't help but get a little misty.
[Tick over radio]
I mean, what's our problem, anyway?
Why can't we all just join hands and--
[Monkey screeches]
[Control over radio]
Uh, Tick, can we get a move-on here?
Right! Check! That's a
big ten-forty! Roger and out.
It looks like he's ready.
And now, space-Tick soars into history!
Aaaaaah!!!
[Tick screams]
MAYOR: Is this on? Can they hear me?
[Clears throat]
And so, citizens,
we are gathered here today to pay tribute
to the memory of one of The City's tallest,
bluest, best superheroes.
Too soon The Tick was
plucked from our midst,
and hurled screaming into the heavens.
MAYOR: What a guy!
[Chokes up]
And to commemorate this great sacrifice,
the city council has commissioned
this beautiful fiberglass resin statue,
to stand forever in his honor.
[Loud applause]
The head is way too big!
Arthur, you may think
that nothing can fill
the void left in your life
by The Tick's untimely
departure from this world,
but the city council has
also commissioned for you
this deluxe assortment of cheeses
in a handcrafted wicker basket.
MAYOR: You better
refrigerate that after you open it.
Space... I'm in space!
I'm a far out space-Tick!
The final frontier; the
great black blanket!
The... man, a guy could
get really bored out here.
Oh, oof!
Ugh... space... hurts.
Well, at least he
got rid of the "C".
Yeah... heh.
That was quite a blast!
[Imitates explosion]
Anyway, Arthur, what we're
saying is we're worried about you.
You haven't been getting out.
You're all cooped-up in here.
You've got to get
on with your life.
Yeah... Yeah, so um...
[Clears throat]
What I was thinking...
Mmm, hey this cheese is pretty good!
Oof, would you quit hitting me?!
Those are his condolence cheeses!
[Childishly mocking]
Those are his condolence cheeses!
Great Gouda!
Anyway, so I was thinking,
"Hey, you could kick for me," guy.
You want me to be your sidekick?
Face it, Arthur,
anything's better than this.
Um... I don't know...
Who dares to disturb the slumber
of the almighty Omnipotus,
devourer of worlds?!
Hey! Why don't you watch
where you're going, mister?
You. Come here.
You're not afraid of me?
The Tick fears no man or beast.
Besides, I know
what it's like to be big.
Hmm...
What is your name, blue insect?
I am The Tick!
I come from The City!
That's on planet Earth.
Earth? Tell me about this Earth.
Huh... well...
It's as blue as me.
Uh, but green in places, too.
And it's filled with people,
and cities, and trees!
And horses!
Fiddler crabs!
And... Uh, are you all right?
Hmm... You paint a lovely
picture of your home, Tick.
It sounds so delicious...ly full of life!
Yes, it's pretty happening.
Only, I don't know how
I'll ever get back there.
OMNIPOTUS: Then I will
strike a deal with you, small one.
I will bring you back to
your lush, lively home world...
in exchange for your services.
What can a guy like
me do for a guy like you?
Oh, hehe! More than you know...
The look is key.
[Strains]
See?
Um... Die Fledermaus...
We've been at this for a week now,
and all we do is look at fashion
magazines and hang out at the diner.
I mean, don't you ever fight crime?
[Scoffs]
Fight? Crime?
Oh please.
[Alarm rings]
[Laughs maniacally]
[Scottish accent]
Great! Great!
It's as easy as taking
candy from a wee baby bairn!
Ha ha! Whoo!
We'd better hurry!
Whoa! [Chuckles]
Hey there, loose cannon.
You never go running after total strangers.
Hey! He went that way!
OMNIPOTUS: Higher! Higher!
Okay, a little to the left.
TICK: Uh huh, uh huh. Oh, yep!
I think I see your problem. Hang on there.
Yep! You got some kinda...
space probe... thingy stuck in ya.
[Grunts]
It says... "Quicks-oat."
[Straining]
Ahh! Got it; you got it!
Heavenly! That feels great.
Now, Tick, as long as
you're headed that way...
Could you... rub my feet?
Oh, that would be the best!
Yeesh...
Roger. I'm on it.
[Air raid klaxon sounds]
Come on, sidekick, we're on!
Fire us, boy!
Ahh!!!
[Cackles]
Great! More free money!
[Crashes]
Ugh... I'm okay, you're okay...
[Tick grunts]
Man!
For a huge guy your feet are freaky small.
[Strains]
OMNIPOTUS: Ohhh...
That is wonderful!
Ah, Tick.
I'm so glad we bumped into each other.
I'll bet you won't even miss
your silly old Earth when it's gone.
TICK: Huh?
[Toe cracks]
[Tick strains]
Ha!
Well, that's the last of them.
Ah! Oh thanks, Tick.
I have been wanting to do something
about that unibrow for eons.
Phew! Oh yeah, uh huh.
Yep! You gotta planet stuck in your ear.
[Tick strains]
Ah-ha!
Aah.
And so the cosmic circus moves along,
its tiniest clown gone
to rejoin it once again.
Yum!
OMNIPOTUS: Mmm! I love a
good appetizer before the main course.
Hey... Hey, it's the Earth.
It's my earth!
Right on!
Omnipotus got me back! I--
I bet you won't even miss your
silly old Earth when it is gone.
You paint a lovely
picture of your home, Tick.
It sounds so... so... delicious.
Who dares disturb the slumber
of the almighty Omnipotus,
devourer of worlds?!
Eh?
Aiee! He's gonna eat it!
TICK: You're not gonna eat my planet, pal!
What's that, Tick?
Don't play dumb with me, mister!
You know what I'm talking about!
OMNIPOTUS: No, really, I have no idea!
You're gonna eat my home!
You're evil!
Tick, please calm down.
Let's talk about this.
I can't believe I rubbed your feet.
OMNIPOTUS: It is not
like I'm going to eat you, Tick!
You're my best friend.
Yeah, like fun!
I'm gonna warn the Earth!
OMNIPOTUS: Oh, I can't let you do that.
Tick! Don't be cruel.
You know I can't reach my feet.
Rocket shoe, don't fail me now!
No! Tick, please, come back!
He was my only friend.
Oh, how great my woe...
yet how much greater my hunger!
I always eat when I'm depressed.
WHIRLING SCOTTISH DEVIL: Prepare
for a beating, wee bunny man.
You'll nae escape the Whirling
Scottish Devil's tartan wrath!
[Devil screams]
Hey, uh, don't you do that or...
or, uh, I'll be forced to...
try and stop you.
[Cackles]
Oh, I'm not cut out for this solo work.
What would The Tick do if he was here?
Huh?
DEVIL: Great pain, Danny boy...
Huh. That statue wasn't there before.
Arthur!
ARTHUR: Tick!
No time for reunions, chum!
Gotta move fast, save the world!
Whaa-- huh?
I've been the janitor to the apocalypse
for two long months, Arthur,
and it's a-comin' this way!
Tick! What is that?
TICK: Well, that's the
guy I've been living with.
ARTHUR: What did you
bring him here for, and...
what's he doing?!
He's... Well, he's... eating the world.
That's kinda what he does.
Can't you make him stop?!
Stop? Well...
Got it!
Tick, what exactly are
we looking for, anyway?
TICK: Anything that
justifies our existence, Arthur.
He eats worlds. I've got to
try to appeal to his human side.
Impress him... We're sorta friends.
He's all the way up to the Dewey Bridge!
Aw, man... That was the best bridge!
Omnipotus!
Wait! Just hold on a sec!
What do you want?!
Traitor! Deserter!
We've come to implore
you to save our world
because of its many
splendorous creations!
[Whispers] Tick... I don't
think he's in the mood.
Uh... behold!
Bowling trophy!
Little colored plastic pirate swords
to hold our sandwiches together!
Uh... one deluxe assortment of cheeses,
half-eaten, in a handcrafted wicker basket?
Arthur, where did we get this?
Oh, and this!
Paint-by-numbers covered bridge scene!
I don't feel like talking
to you right now.
I thought you were my friend!
Oh, come on man, I had to leave!
You were about to eat my planet.
What kind of friend is that?!
I told you, I wasn't going to eat you.
No, but you were going
to eat everything else!
My apartment, and the supermarket
where I do all my shopping!
And... and... and Arthur!
You were gonna eat Arthur!
We're friends, right?
Well... I'd like to be.
Then quit eating all my stuff!
Then will you be my friend?
Uh, sure I guess.
Before I met you, I was a very lonely guy.
Perhaps... perhaps not eating people
is the first step to making friends.
Oh! I'm so happy all of a sudden!
Thank you, Tick!
[Whispers] I don't even really like him.
Yee... salty!
I will respect your wishes,
and your world, Tick,
and go back to my stars.
But there's just one thing:
my hunger!
I really need to eat something.
Do you think I could, maybe...
just take a quick bite
out of that nice moon you have up there?
Just to tide me over.
TICK: Oh, a little appetizer, huh?
Well, what do you think, Arthur?
It's not like anyone lives up there.
[Chuckles]
I've seen it. It's not all that pretty.
OMNIPOTUS: Great! Thanks!
ARTHUR: No, wait!
Y'know, Arthur, when you spend two
months riding around on a really big man
you start to learn a few
things about yourself.
[Distant crunching]
You learn that it's a really
great thing to stay on Earth,
and live in a place that has
no arms or legs of its own.
And, most importantly,
Arthur, you learn how to close
your eyes and tell yourself,
"This just isn't happening to me."
So, Did you miss me?
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.