Sunday December 28, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse — Part IV: Fuller's Soap
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Narrator: Southport, Dock Two, Sudburg Lock. . .
Pibald: How's it look, Corporal?
Andy: The crowds are hanging pretty far back. Did you get Aardy unstuck?
Pibald: Yes, now he's figuring out his uniform's flight system.
Aardman: Not funny!
Kevyn: Pi! Andy! Shut that lock now. The strike team is down, so we're buttoning up.
Pibald: On it, sir!
Andy: Uh-ho. Pi, hurry up! That crane threw a barrel at us!
Pibald: Working on it. . .
SFX: FOOMP
Nick: Smoke? Gas?
SFX: B O O M
Pibald: Fuel-air explosive.
Nick: Now we all get to figure out the flight systems.
Aardman: Still not funny.