None. And if I have to tell you one
more time to log out the materials we shipping, I'm going
to smack you so hard your mama's going to call me for points on
how to go upside your head so perfectly.
Man, this is shit I've taught you from day one.
Now get out of my sight, Kenan and Chucklehead.
Oh, hey, what's up long man? Hey, buddy, just stopping in
check on the construction supplies being shipped out along
with the canisters and our tracking devices.
What are you going to do this time?
Not taking inventory or cargo, Heading out and heading in to be
stored. Isn't that a job for the Ello
workers? Yeah, most times.
But I've always told my team to double check with their logging
in and out. Not saying they make a lot of
mistakes or nothing, but no, actually, that's exactly what
I'm saying. They do make a lobster.
OK, well, I'm not going to tell you how to do your job as you've
been doing long and I've been down here, but correct me if I'm
wrong, but that's putting a lot of pressure on here.
OK? Look, I ain't telling you this,
and we'll say you made it up if this ever gets out.
But Keenan is smarter than he looks.
Boy has some serious smarts in book line.
My man ain't the dumb man make him out to me.
He's just huh. You know how there might be some
people that are just so book smart, but they have absolutely
no common sense? Zeke, I work for the US
government. I am very familiar with that.
Right. Yeah.
Yeah, I know. Keenan's good to hear him, but
if I didn't tell him the stove is hot, he would burn the damn
station down. He's a good kid.
He just hasn't come into his own yet.
How is the offloading going? The supplies with the
crackerjack surprise inside will be loaded up in the C130 out on
the ski way by 1300 today. It's scheduled to hit McMurdo
tonight and then offload to a cargo Creek going back to
Christchurch. The hidden supplies of Mud Town.
We put in a separate container and everything heads out.
End of the week. Did your ex-wife confirm
supplies from Palmer were slated to be picked up?
See you. I knew as soon as I told you
that you hang it over my head. Yes, to answer your question,
the Lawrence M Gold arrives tomorrow and will be loaded up.
The canvases they have will be headed out the Falklands first
in Sao Paulo and finally hit Miami in two weeks.
You know, sounds like everything's going smoothly
then. For a change.
Yeah. Don't get me wrong, I love when
someone comes back to the station, but all these nude
walks and workers mess up my schedules.
Then you add the scrubs in pisses me off.
Scrubs. Yeah, take it easy.
It's not the TLC kind. Specialized electricians sent
down by a BOLO to repair the Breakers in the ice caves.
Once we fried and we got Fred out the healing jumps.
Oh, then why not just have Patrick do it?
He's the station's head electrician, isn't he?
Oh, he got shut up by your scary British assassin lady.
Part of the new security procedures.
I mean, right now it's better than to let them mess around my
arches. But inside the power relay room
that feeds. What if it is that doing in the
tunnels? He gave him a green light to
work. And you're OK with that?
Hell no. I'm not OK with that.
But shit. Oh, man, Excuse me.
Alone. We all got people we have to
report to and answer to. I'm not happy about it.
I don't like it, and they best not try to overreach and do
anything outside the room. I don't approve, but there ain't
nothing I can do about it. Well, we knew we'd face
resistance the more we dug into Atlas and everything they're
doing. I guess we shouldn't be too
surprised about everything going on.
Especially after you took out their power generation.
You know the other thing that concerns me?
I didn't get provided any plans or diagrams for anything I'm
installing just the connection feeds that go into the room for
my arches. We all saw the new Breakers
coming in. Hell, they're so big you can't
really hide them. But the number of crates that
have no markings on them, they're installing more than
just replacing Breakers in there.
Maybe Mr. Kelly has some idea what could be?
Nope. That was my first thought too.
But Tommy said all the paperwork he'd normally get but have to
process is being withheld by Josh.
Well, no surprises there, OK? Every team continue to watch his
BOLO electricians as closely as they can tell them not to be
obvious about it, but the more we can get familiar with
whatever they're doing in there, the more we'll be able to plan
for it. Yeah, I already told them that.
They own it. Yeah, of course.
Good man. I have a call in with my new
Marshall later this morning and I have some paperwork I need to
catch up on. Oh, and I keep need to talk with
Franklin. Want to get some lunch after
that. What exactly do you need with
that POS? SSA?
I've got some background files and data on somebody and there
are court sealed documents referenced.
I need somebody not on the outside with legal experience to
help me understand what might be going on.
Yeah, well, good luck with that. I'd love to do lunch with you,
but he scrubs me working all day on whatever it is they're doing.
I don't want to be too far away in case they try something.
You bring me something anyway, though.
Yeah, no problem, buddy. I'll radio down one side, know
what they're serving, and you tell me what you want.
Appreciate you. See you later on, man.
Keenan. Where you at, Youngblood?
Because my stress level is going up, so I know you are doing
something stupid. Recording stopped.
Good morning Y'all and I hope all my pollies are doing
wonderful this morning. Today is Monday, October 5th and
it's 0900 on the table. This is Miss Cherylin here with
your South Pole daily announcements Summer tryouts for
ice picks. Volleyball team will be held
this coming Tuesday at 1700 hours.
Coach Glenn has announced all matches against the McMurdo
Mudbirds and Palmer Polar Bears will be broadcast live on ISFM
this year. How exciting.
Y'all. Unfortunately, games against
other nation research station teams may be complicated.
More on that in a bit. Any of y'all interested should
chat with team captain friend Ferguson and sign up for the
Coed teams. The ARO and clean air sector
beyond will be off limits to all non scientific staff from O 800
to 2000 hours tomorrow to allow for recalibration of sensitive
atmospheric sampling equipment. All science staff should
remember to take a bad lunch and supper with them which will be
prepared and available for pickup at O 600 tomorrow
morning. Chief Meteorologist Tupper Hunt
asks that Y'all OK, he says. If you're ready, let's do it.
Ride it. My pony.
My Saddle's waiting. Come and jump on it.
Have to get on doom HR person over there, Jack Kushenkam and
Larry Blake will play Frank Dinota and Mike Cohen for the
pinochle championship of Ahmanson Scott.
Well, that's a fix if I ever heard one.
All those interested in watching should meet in the B4 Lounge
Thursday evening at 1900 Point. Spreads are yet to be announced.
Oh my word. Buckle in, kids.
The next Antarctica Has Town competition will begin in two
weeks. This year's celebrity judges
will be our own custodian, McHale Doctor, Carl Jovak from
the Matlow Lab, Kenan Drexler, assistant station engineer, and
Julia Chipperfield, our Human resources leader.
Get your musical acts, magic acts, your comedy skits, or
Polish off whatever Y'all want to showcase.
Don't know how we'll top last year's accordion solo, but I for
one can't wait. Lunch.
Lady Alice updated her weekly schedule, and we have so many
new meal options since the summer resupply.
So today, for her lunch specials, she'll be rustling up
some hearty beef Stew, chicken Caesar salad, or hot ribbon
sandwiches. Vegetarian specials will be
elbow macaroni and tomato sauce or Mexican rice and bean bowl
For supper Tonight, they're fixing to make beef Well intend
linguine and marinara sauce or hamburger casserole.
Vegetarian meals will be sesame garlic, ramen noodles or kung
pao tofu. Finally, we've been given some
new directions and rules from the NSF and the Office of Polar
Projects. You're down with OPP.
Yeah, you know me. From Director Santhriman
Pachanaten to all the United States Antarctic Research
Stations, October 28th, 2022, I have been asked by Congress to
provide instructions to all research based administration
and regional managers enacted by President Campbell and Executive
Order 14034. The ongoing emergency declared
an Executive Order arises from a variety of factors, including
the continuing effort of foreign adversaries to steal or
otherwise obtain United States classified and proprietary data.
That continuing effort by foreign adversaries constitutes
an unusual and extraordinary threat to the national security
of the United States. As of January 1st, 2023, all
access to federal military infrastructure and research
facilities funded by Congress or taxpayer monies will be
restricted to non-us citizens. Any visitation for any purpose
must first be documented anyway. He just keeps carrying on and on
for a while. Well, not exactly rolling out
the welcome mat anymore, are we? Any planned visits by other
stations here on the ice should be sent to Mr. Kelly to ensure
we remain compliant. So there you go.
You take Care now, my police. Keep an eye on one another and
get them final visits in while you can.
You have a wonderful and blessed day.
Thank you. So in essence, the only way
anybody can interrupt the Power Distribution from this room will
be inside the room. Exactly that.
You see those large units over there?
Those are UPS battery backups. 10 units each with an hour run
rate capacity. Even if there is an interruption
from the power generator, these batteries will instantly kick in
and provide backup energy for at least 10 hours, possibly up to
12. And the hand off from the
generator to the batteries. Will be instantaneous.
Other than a failover, alarms and notification that will sound
anybody inside, well, wherever these units are providing power
won't even know anything happened.
And how long until installation is complete and the units begin
charging? At this rate, we should be done
in another two days. We could probably wrap up
quicker if I could have my whole team in the actual facility to
assist rather than just. Me, Unacceptable.
National and Opsec come first. Everything else takes a back
seat. I don't want this done fast.
I want this done correctly. You're the boss.
What, ma'am? Doctor.
Wainwright I am the area manager of this station.
To have access to all portions of it, it's.
Alright mate, let the good doctor in.
Cheers. I thought you said I had full
access and updates to all your enhancements.
Spot on. I did indeed say that when
right? Full updates and full access
when I say it's appropriate before that vein in your
forehead explodes from frustration.
Obviously the new biometric and X10 locks haven't been installed
yet and we haven't uploaded your finger or retinal prints, so
until such time I have one of these lads restricting access to
anybody other than their own team or myself until after the
locks are installed and activated.
So rest assured, when everything is completed, you'll have the
full access you expect. How long before your systems are
restored and we can resume our work?
It has been almost five weeks to be able to conduct any further
test or on the Canadian station. Oh, it should be another 72
hours and your power will be restored.
All the security safeguards I need in place will also be
completed by that time as well. Now, was this something specific
you want to doctor or can we go back to repairing your
infrastructure systems rather than having a chin wag?
This is simply insufferable. How am I expected to perform to
the workload and porting goals Beauregard Lowing has set down,
if I'm constantly being interrupted?
Your performance anxiety notwithstanding, cracker over
upon that Wainwright. I'm more than happy to stand
here blocking these lads who are replacing all the damaged and
substandard Fermi lab technology with more advanced BOLO
upgrades. Or do you want to go ahead and
sod off and let us do what needs doing?
I am not sure which is more appalling, your lack of decorum
or free use of vulgarity. I expect as much from the Deputy
Marshall with his rule upbringing.
But you, Agent Fowler, you're from the mother country.
Course you're correct, Wainwright.
In Great Britannia we all gather for our tea and crumpets with
Queen Lizzie each afternoon. We all root from Manchester
United Football Club. Everybody eats bangers and mash
and drink our pints of bitters each evening while throwing
darts. I hold 3 citizenships and I
don't consider myself a Brit. I despise tea.
I don't even know what a crumpet is.
I detest the Queen Mum and have punched three members of the
Royal family in the past ten years.
Football is inferior to rugby. I don't get pissed on beer, I
drink whiskey straight. Now if my language offends you
then I do indeed apologize Doctor Wainwright.
Rather than sod off, allow me to say fuck off and get out of my
hair, Tosser. Absolutely unpleasable.
Much distractions on professional demeanor.
We're expected to perform on that, to give me like tea.
Well, I think I frightened him off for a while now.
What did you need to see me about again?
Oh, right. We'll be ready in about two
hours to run across Connect with some of the upgraded BOLO
equipment to the station's power feeds.
But. The station's chief engineer
isn't providing you the access that you need.
Exactly that wants to look over the MEP drawings from the
equipment and the infrastructure, He said.
He didn't want to connect anything to the station that he
isn't completely familiar with. He kept talking about his lady
that. I was briefed to expect
something along these lines. Start getting everything you
need in place and I'll get the cross connects established.
I'll deal with the chief. Recording has concluded nothing
at all. No traces or signs on the waste
pallets. If there were canisters of drugs
inside, they hauled them out intact.
Best guess was due to everything being frozen in the time it
would take to extract them. Easy to thaw out in your own
facility where there isn't a clock running that makes sense,
but I have to say I almost feel bad for wherever they had to
extract those canisters, just like the escape scene from
Shawshank. The NTSB are still evaluating
the wreckage and going through the normal steps of their
investigation, but with the pallets and canisters not there
any longer, the FBI are taking a knee on this one.
The funding and resources somebody shelled out to have a
team travel to the Antarctic mountain range at the worst
conditions of the year and to get the items out.
I'm not talking St. level bad guys here.
We came to the same conclusions. Nobody on this side even
imagined somebody would be brazen enough to attempt us at
all, let alone in the middle of the winter season.
We should have kept satellite eyes on the area to monitor.
Chinese government. They're the logical first
suspects, but. Marshall.
It's just it's not the PRC style.
Everything I've ever seen or read concerning Beijing is
always overly complex. Deception, distractions,
countermeasures, guile, misdirection.
According to the FBI on scene, this was a get in, haul out, no
finesse operation, elbow grease and brute force.
Too lowbrow for Beijing. So then we have a new player on
the board. Pardon.
Sorry, it's something something Charlie used to say.
Good analogy. Nonetheless.
We have feelers out with the other US Antarctic stations and
those of our allies to see if anybody noted anything unusual
over the winter, but no tracks left, no indication of who was
on site after rescue, and little evidence to go on.
Little, so there is some evidence.
Perhaps there was an old style pry bar that was found.
It's typical of the model sent to Amazon or McMurdo stood out,
the local FBI agents begged it for evidence before they bowed
out, and it will be flown to Quantico to be checked for
prints. Doesn't sound like any of the
tools we use down here, but I can chat with our resident
engineer in chief to see what he knows.
Anything else you can tell me about it to help him ID it?
Yeah. Where was it?
Oh, here we go. They took a snapshot with their
phone, some kind of a maker stamp or hallmark on the shaft
of the bar. I'll send a copy down, but it
looks like 2130. Then the letters PL.
VICTOR, Michael, Bo. There's what looks like maybe a
star symbol and then DE dash 173. 73 Got it.
I'm supposed to helicopter back to McMurdo tomorrow to catch up
with Special Deputy Culligan and get caught up on some reviews of
staff, our resident pilots that he could detour and put us down
on the crash site for an hour to pick up personal items left
behind. I get a first hand look at the
pry bar though, I'll. Call the lead agent on site to
let them know, but I believe they may have already shipped
the bar out to Quantico. No problem if they did, since we
wanted to hit the Mount Markham anyway.
Mack Town requested we drop off some items.
The Crash Investigation team to help keep them warm and safe.
Propane heaters, solar chargers, Fresh food versus the emergency
rations that I'm sure they're probably sick of by now.
How long are you scheduled to be at McMurdo?
Only two days. Culligan wasn't briefed on the
Dreamwack shipment and not work in that case directly, so he
isn't aware of the operation. I'm heading down to make sure
there aren't any wrinkles when our contraband or McMurdo gets
picked up and shipped out. Officially, however, I'm just
there for tour performance evaluations and filling out
paperwork. Any more problems with the
defense intelligence agent? Oh, I'm having multiple problems
with Jocelyn being down here. I call it muscle memory, but
every time I see her in the hallways, my gun hand twitches.
Everybody look into Charlie and Janet's homicide and her alibi
are telling me she wasn't in Hawaii when they were murdered,
though she's well documented by more than a dozen eyewitnesses,
as well as being seen on live television at the same time,
they died almost half the globe away.
Reluctantly, I have to admit. That.
She's innocent. Oh no, no.
She's far, so far away from being anything close to
innocent, but it looks like she wasn't involved in the murders.
I'm not getting any complaints or concerns from NSF or
Washington, so it sounds as if things are calm, at least for
the. Moment fast, darling.
Zeke needs you down in the arches.
Can y'all head down there quickly.
Sounds like there may be a tussling going on.
Thank you, Shook. For the moment, yes.
I apologize Marshall. I'm actually being paged.
I heard and it's no problem. I'm actually needed myself in
another meeting. Take care, Deputy, and let's
chat when you return from McMurdo.
Yes, ma'am. Good day, Marshall.
Recording has commenced. You are in my station.
I don't care if you got orders from Yahweh himself.
Ain't nobody installed nothing or connected anything in my
distribution units and inside my power generate room and I saw I
know what it is and I clear it. Sorry for addressing you common
law. Damn fools trying to get to lose
my religion up here. What's the row about this time?
You said all they want to do is set up a parallel circuit
connected in my PDU to get juice for whatever evil hoodoo y'all
be doing in your secret squirrel room.
I was hesitant, but I want to be a good neighbor.
And how about my fellow man? Now I see they're trying to
install some remote connection device on my Power Distribution
unit. We tried to explain it, ma'am.
It's simply a fluke. 3543. See.
Now you think I'm stupid, huh?
How stupid do you think I am? We use those here in the
station. I know exactly what they do.
I also know you can modify them to adjust Power Distribution
loads over the Internet. Nice try, lady, but not having
it while I'm here. And how long do you want that to
be? I don't get you.
Mr. Bustamante, you are here as a contract worker right under
the NSF. What's your point?
I'm fairly positive we can have your contract revoked for
insubordination. Oh.
Oh, I see. OK, OK.
So you're going to threaten my job now?
Threaten me. All right, lady.
I don't work for you. I don't work for Bogart alone.
I don't got to take direction from any of y'all.
But. Even all that said, tell you
what. You go ahead and install your
little spy box. Hell, I won't even stop you.
I won't even move from this here spot.
Hmm. Install it.
What did you do, Bustamante? What do you mean?
I've been standing right here this whole time.
You were watching me with your own eyes.
Just standing here, arms folded and damn son, looked like that
was about a 220 jolt just to let you.
Work you booby trapped the box booby.
But like I said, I ain't done nothing handed.
Jesus, try any other PD. Us.
And if you want. What's up, Jeep?
You need me? I'm still doing this, huh?
OK. Yeah, I'll tell you what.
Hey, Steve, do me a favor, right?
Other fingers here. Just got himself a jolt.
Go grab the first aid kit, one with the burn gel in it.
Then go lay hands upon him and heal.
Fine, I'll do it. Lock me through the procedure to
install. First you're going to want to
open the panel and find the main input connection.
Should be an 8 pin setup. Bloody hell, it just lost power.
Do you like playing games, Bustamante 'cause I know some
games too. Games.
I ain't playing games. I ain't doing nothing.
Now, my lady, on the other hand, well, I don't think she like you
all that much. Oh, I'm down now.
Sure, there ain't no language for a lady.
What? Oh, you're seriously off your
rocker? Oh, long man's here.
Recording started. Zeke, Everything all right?
Oh, we all peachy as pile on, man.
OK, then why is that guy on the ground holding his hand, which
looks like a burn? Jocelyn at the distribution
panel that's turned off, and Wayne Rice screaming over the
walkie that his and the A1 berths just had a power flicker.
Well, you see, that's because these clowns here tried to pour
okey doke on me and install some spy shit in my power room.
Excuse me. All right, that still doesn't
explain why. Lucille.
Yeah, Lucille. Gotcha.
They get the power they originally wanted.
Oh, they're all good on that frontier.
Time to cut your losses then, Jocelyn.
Stay out of this marshmallow. What the hell?
You can keep this up all day and try to install whatever the hell
that thing is, but unless Zeke here gives you his blessing, the
station won't allow you and your team to do it.
Bullocks. Oh, hey, what are they serving
for lunch today? You found out.
As a matter of fact, they did. It was beef Stew or hot Reuben
sandwiches. Hot damn.
Reubens.
Nothing. Swiss cheese busting pressing.
I'm going to get me two here. I thought I was dealing with
this shit all day. Excuse my language, man.
Poppins. Nah.
You good here now? Yeah.
Going to have Jesus put some burn gel on Butterfingers here
and take him up to Club Med. Then it had my Ruben on.
You coming? I'll be up in a bit.
I just need to chat with Franklin first.
OK? See you, demon.
If you say so. What the hell you waiting for,
Butterfingers? Did you hear my boy Say, Rubens,
get your crispy ass off and we'll go find my boy.
Jesus. This is how we.
Ruben. Sing with me.
This is how we Ruben. Counselor.
I'll. Lead you all night long,
Counselor. Taste, taste, taste.
Everything you've got. Come on, make my make.
Make my Tootsie pop my pop. Franklin.
I'm sorry, Inspector. Jabir.
I didn't smell you coming in. You you like boy bands, you.
Boy bands? Hardly, and by no means anywhere
as embarrassing Deputy Marshall. I'm a grown demon with refined
taste. After all, that was K pop.
What? The hell is K Pop.
Korean pop music K pop What all the kids are listening to.
Nowadays, Granddad cute. Listen, I'd like to pick your
brain on a legal matter. I need somebody with court
experience to help me understand something.
More pro bono work I assume? Well, very well.
Any chance we might trade a three day excursion out of the
tube in exchange? Doubtful.
Not really sure Zeke would be amenable to that at all.
Hard for Franklin to shine when he's stuck in this iron
cylinder, but that's my cross to bear.
Wow, that's a weird analogy. OK, Javert, you've caught me in
a good mood today. What would you like to know?
I'm conducting enhanced background checks on a few
people here on station, all in relation to the crash and
sabotage of the plane. Also, the station one
individual's file had information which looks odd to
me, items which I couldn't seem to reconcile regarding court
proceedings. So I sent a formal request for
the actual records, only to be told those were sealed and
unavailable. Court records can be a real
labyrinth sometimes, so what's the general information you
originally received? Well, one of the individuals on
station was called to testify in a Criminal Court matter.
He wasn't being accused of anything, but the prosecution
believed he would be a key witness for the state based upon
multiple other people saying he was an eyewitness to a homicide,
so it would be someone to appear.
He didn't show up, had a bench warrant issue for his arrest,
contempt charges to be filed. The Marshall Service was sent to
pick him up but than was told on the same day but the D as office
to stand down warrant had been rescinded.
Maybe misunderstanding or something I I don't know.
When I requested the court documents on why the benchmark
was called off and to see what happened, I was told those
documents were sealed and not available by order of the Chief
Magistrate. Court documents can be sealed
for various reasons, but typically to protect sensitive
information or individuals involved.
It could be anything from witness safety to the privacy of
individuals involved in the case.
If there's a court seal in place, there should be a listing
of who ordered it in their. Court.
Wait a minute. I did see that.
Hang on one second. Yeah.
Here it is, ordered by hand. 12th November 2002 The
Honourable Seamus O'halloran, United States District Court,
Boston, MA 0. Shouldn't there be nearly a more
Irish name in all the city of Boston east of BlackRock?
Yeah, don't. Don't do that.
I seriously want to know more about why this guy was cut loose
so quickly without having this unsealed.
Tell. Me more about the murder case.
Pretty straightforward, really. Two in the morning, small
handful of people in a dive bar in South Boston called Shannon
Taft. One guy says something the other
didn't like. Started with pushing and shoving
that fits the throne and ends with one guy.
Took a broken beer bottle to the throat.
Holy. You could make something as
delicious as murder. It tastes so blind.
Who was the stabby? Your cop politician's elected
official. No, nothing like that.
He was a dock worker according to this.
What? That doesn't make any sense.
Or was anybody else killed or seriously hurt by the accused
murderer? Nope.
Not other than a woman who tripped on a barstool trying to
get out of the way. But nobody else was hurt that
night. OK, but when he was arrested he
fought the officers And what if it was hurt badly?
No. When they found the murderer, he
was so drunk they were able to take him in and get him
processed without any hassle and the guy shed his pants.
Literally. But other than that, nothing.
Not something really is off flipped to the front of the
document to recall the bench warrant.
It might be called the Motion to Quash Warrant.
What's the name of the presiding judge?
In court, same judges who had the documents sealed.
Seamus O'halloran, United States District Court for the District
of Massachusetts. Whose court was the murder trial
being heard in? It was Courtroom 7, Case number
020 CR 001026 Commonwealth of Massachusetts Superior Court
Honorable Jennifer L. Ginsburg, That doesn't.
So a Federal Court judge ordered documents sealed on a case being
heard at the state level. Wait, you said the Marshall
Services were given the bench warrant for a state level
offence? Who signed?
That Yeah, that's another weird thing.
The signature and printed name have also been redacted.
You have something I've never seen in all my time.
A federal judge typically doesn't have authority to seal
documents in the state court case.
State courts and federal courts are separate and distinct
systems with their own sets of rules and procedures.
In a state court case, the judge presiding over that case is
responsible for making decisions regarding the ceiling or
unsealing of documents. Federal judges have jurisdiction
over cases that fall under federal law or involve federal
parties, and they do not have authority over state court
proceedings. In theory, it's possible a
federal judge's order or decision could impact a state
court case indirectly, but this is oh, this isn't anything I've
heard of before any. Instances where would have been
remotely possible. It would have to be an extreme
instance of potential harm to a massive intellectual property,
maybe risk of direct potential harm to high-ranking government
officials, or risk of breaching sensitive highly classified.
What? I haven't smelled.
That in a while. But never so pungent.
Smell what, exactly? The rail has been pierced and
close by too. Normally the smell only carries
50 yards or so. Hip.
That smell is absolutely from Purgatory, or could be from
Saint Louis. We smell the same frightening
place. Missouri smells like a death
woman who's moving about. Thank you again for your help
Franklin, but I need to see what that's all about.
Always happy to help. Oh, I'm singing because this is
Howie Ruben South Pole does it like nobody does.
This is Howie Ruben. Hey, Lord, man, it's got much
flavor. This is Howie.
Ruben, Zeke. What the hell does happen down
here? And why did all the special
staff Bolo bring in to repair the Breakers?
Just take off running and screaming down the hallways?
Oh, that. Yeah.
So here's the story. I'm helping my boy, Jesus.
Oh, excuse me, Jesus. Yeah, I think we're clear.
Anyway, one of the workers got Zach.
We got him back on his feet, put an ice pack on his hand, and I
asked my boy to take him up to medical.
OK, they take off. I radio into my team, you know,
making sure they're all set to be OK for an hour or so.
And make sure somebody keeps their eye on Keenan.
Anyhow, backing comes Josh on. Some of her workers, she tells
them, wrap up with their connections, Forget about the
monitor. That's when the lights inside
start flickering. Then, whoosh, Dr. Rodney's ghost
appeared. Damn Beaker, looking all pale
and bloody from his murder and whatnot.
And he says that thing he said. You said back on your birthday.
I may be the first but not the last, pointing his Bony ghost
finger at the workers and fading in and out.
Well. That's when they all panicked
and ran. You OK?
You hate scary stuff. We all gather to watch the shine
at the start of the winter. You left in a herd.
Oh, and I won't be watching that anytime soon.
I mean, not because of the scary stuff neither, but how Stanley
Kurick did Scatman Crothers dirty like that.
What that man is chilling in his vacation home, mind his own
business, right? Gets that shine from that boy.
He needs help. So my man gets in a plane and
flies 15 states away through a Blizzard, hops on a snow cat
that he probably paid for his own pocket for another six
hours, right? And as soon as he steps foot
into that hotel, what's there to greet him?
An axe in the back that is dirty.
That shit's messed up. RIP scat, man.
OK, a ghost on a screen terrifies you, but one pops up
in front of you in person and you're all cool.
Hey, I am cautious, never terrified.
Best check yourself on that little old man.
I beg your pardon? Thank you, B, That punk ass
bigger didn't intimidate me in the least when he was taking in
air. I'll be damned if his neck or
American see through ass. Going to change that now, C, Did
you not hear me say? It's Ruben Day, man.
And nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, gets in the
way of me. Get my Reuben on.
You are a strange and complex man.
See, Bustamante? You forgot handsome too.
That I was a ghost. I was an honest according to
Royal Ghost, I just saw what the hell is going on down here
Marshmallow. It's not something in the water,
I've already checked. This is Brian Bradley.
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