Titansgrave, 6/20

“For one, the light is kind of painful, kind of like when you go to a morning movie and then walk outside.”

“Hey, it’s a shield.”
“No, it’s a windshield.”

“What I would really like is an enclosed space on the back fo the truck, so I stop getting SHOT.”
“You can’t have a Popemobile!”

“We’re coming up on the fissure.”
“Excellent. Turn on the headlights.”
“You wanted headlights?!”

“Look, I had my list of things to do, and headlights weren’t on it.”
“So you didn’t polish all the chrome either?”

“You know what they say – the frenemy of my frenemy is… my frenemy?”

“And that’s how I speak dinosaur.”

“Hiroshima or Planet of the Apes?”

“So what are we looking for here?”
“Something to blow it up?”

“It will take you a while to figure out the right filters, because right now it just says YES.”

“Why would flying spiders need highways?”
“It’s a metaphor.”

“Well, if it keeps frying brains, we’re going to have a problem. Because we have brains.”

“So what’s rewriting all life on the planet?”
“A problem for me.”

“Are we headed towards the squiggly one or the not-squiggly one?”

“Is there a door?”
“The whole front of the building is basically a door. It’s been blasted open.”
“I knock.”

“This is where I put all my pieces of bone… And this is my bin of eyes…”

“Why did you bring your one-human-band suit?”

“I’m going to disconnect them carefully and responsibly, not destroy them.”

“As the medical professional in the vicinity, please reconnect the light.”