"Space travel log 0968." "In "D" time." "It sounds good to call bounty-hunting "freelance" work but all that really means is that we're self-employed." "So when there's no one to hunt, we have nothing." "Nothing to do, nothing to live on." "Well, that's all a part of the life we've chosen." "Our destiny, if you like." "But when you're out of money, you start thinking about quick cash.." "You're fine with both of these now, right?" "Even!" "You're going with even?" "No, make it odd!" "Odd, you're sure?" "Yes..." "odd." "Snake eyes..." "Even." "Oh..." "Noooo!" "I can't eat any more..." "I actually prefer payment in cash." "I'm not a pawn shop you know." "Well, Jet?" "A man keeps his word!" "And that's why I told you not to play against her." "Humans were meant to work and sweat to earn a living." "Those that try to get rich quick or live at the expense of others all get divine retribution somewhere along the line." "That's the lesson." "Unfortunately we're quickly forget the lessons we learn." "And then we have to learn them all over again." "Ah-choo!" "Dammit." "I don't remember that." "A refrigerator all the way back here?" ""Survival of the fittest" is the law of nature." "We deceive or we are deceived." "Thus we flourish or perish." "Nothing good ever happen to me when I trusted others." "That is the lesson." "How much did you swindle?" "A word like that could damage my reputation." "He just had a run of bad luck!" "He just didn't know about this." "That's part of one's skill of the game." "You could at least give him his clothes back." "I'll rent them to him." "Greedy, aren't we?" "Well, I prefer to think of it as enterprising." "Hey, what's happened?" "Something bit me." "What do you mean, "something"?" "I-It wasn't a rat, okay!" "Look at this!" "There's a weird mark on the back my neck!" "HUH!" "Well, that was a waste of time." "Spike!" "It happened near that old refrigerator!" "Refrigerator?" "Yeah." "You got any ideas?" "Maybe..." "there was a ..." "Nope, can't remember." "You sure this is gonna work?" "It works on everything but nearsightedness and cavities." "Then it works on athlete's foot?" "Yeah, sure." "Don't you have real medicine that is just for sores and wounds?" "That would be this." "That heals wounds?" "Yeap." "You squash it up, boil it in 3 cups of water until it turns green and goopy  you drink it." "Spike, isn't there something more, you know... different?" "Oh, yeah, I got it." "Yeah, gimme that..." "I'll take the other thing." "Great..." "I'm feeling a lot sicker than I did before." "Do I look pale, or what?" "You're always pale." "What is this awful smell?" "Herbal medicine." "Herbal medicine?" "That swill?" "It smells like day old road kill soaked in sour milk and maggot juice!" "More like rotten soybeans and turpentine." "That's enough." "I've got to drink this stuff!" "Oh, brother." "Come on!" "Quit joking around." "Huh?" "It was a rat, right?" "I mean, this was no big deal." "Am I wrong?" "I have no clue." "He's gotten some kind poison that's not in the database." "I'm checking the file for some similar toxins." "Cryptosporidium no, that's not it..." "Cholera...?" "Nope, not that." "Ebola virus...?" "Nope." "Bifido bacterium...?" "Not even close." "So, what is it?" "Ein, give it a rest, would ya?" "Well, this is not an ordinary rat." "Ein, keep it quiet." "So what could it be then?" "Well, it's..." "A mysterious space creature!" "Spooky!" "The attack of a horrible alien !" "Well, yeah, that is possible, I suppose." "Oh..." "Yeah, right." "Then what is it?" "It's not in the database, right?" "Well, let's..." "Look, these pairs are abnormal." "You think so?" "Ed has never seen this before." "So, what else could it be but an horrible alien, huh?" "What?" "Maybe... it's something like a rat went through a mutation and it evolved and turned into some kind of unusal creature and secreted this new form of mysterious poison..." "Oh, that's brilliant!" "Right up there with Ed's theory that it's "a horrible alien" theory!" "Silly and pitiful." "Aiya... what are we gonna do, Ein?" "You believe it's a horrible alien, don't you?" "!" "Spooky!" "All right." "This locates and monitors heat sources." "We usually used it to track down bounty heads who have gone into hiding." "Can you see me?" "That's fine." "I'm gonna test it now, don't move until I tell you..." "Ein!" "Where are you going?" "Hey, wait!" "HEY!" "This is weird..." "Did it break?" "What's wrong?" "Did you find something?" "Do you remember that theory you had about a mutant creature, Spike?" "Yeah." "What do you suppose happens if you're bitten by it?" "I can't really say for sure until I catch one and examine it." "But I can guess." "Death." "No, please..." "why did it have to be this way?" "I still have a lot to live for..." "I haven't committed any crimes." "Well, at least not any bad ones." "I'm still young, and full of life." "Full of what?" "Life is so unfair for me!" "Hey, come on!" "What's gotten into you?" "August 6th." "Sky day." "Today Ed goes looking for this spooky mysterious horrible alien!" "Lesson, lesson..." "if you see a stranger, follow him!" "Where are you?" "Are you here, Mr. Spooky Space Creature?" "Ed!" "Ein!" "Hey!" "This isn't hide-and-seek, dam it!" "Exploration, experimentation, exclamation!" "Exploration, experimentation, exclamation!" "I will come back alive." "I trust you, Ed." "Ein!" "Are you here?" "Hello?" "Answer me!" "Ah, man..." "Ein, Ed..." "Where are you?" "Ein!" "Hey, hang in there!" "Where's Ed?" "I can't believe it got you." "Where are your animal instincts!" "?" "No choice..." "Gotta go in!" "Currently in cruise mode on Route 66." "Approximate cruise time remaining: 82 hours." "Preparing to enter full autopilot." "After passing the gate, this ship is reprogrammed to land on Mars." "The route cannot be changed once it is confirmed." "Ed!" "Are you in here?" "Hey!" "It must have gotten her too." "Don't do that!" "That's it!" "Come on!" "Let's go, slime ball!" "Got 'im!" "This thing seems kinda familiar..." "I guess I shoulda eaten that stuff..." "Well, I'm sure it is still in the fridge..." "That was when I remembered everything." "It was..." "oh, one year ago." "When I had gotten a hold of a real Ganymede rock lobster I had hid it in the fridge in the stockroom  so no one else would eat it." "But I had forgotten about it, and left it there for a whole year..." "I wonder what it looks like in there now..." "Shit...!" "That's great...!" "And so, that's the story." "And what was the real lesson?" "Don't leave things in the fridge." "My pudding!" "Mmm..." "I can't eat anymore..."