NARRATOR: Incoming call from Thurl...
THURL: *over comm* Sergeant! How is it going? Are you making any progress?
NARRATOR: This isn't the 'return to base' call. That one is still 72 hours away.
SCHLOCK: *thought bubble* Make something up. Be vague. No telling who might be listening in...
SCHLOCK: Not yet. It's confusing. Thurl, between the clowns, the cops, and the handlers... I don't know what I should do.
THURL: *over comm* I don't believe it.
SCHLOCK: Believe what?
THURL: *over comm* I've been answering "What would Schlock do?" questions for a month now. I can't believe I'm getting one from Schlock himself.
SCHLOCK: So...
THURL: *over comm* Eat it, kill it, make friends with it, or take a bath in it. Those are the points on your moral compass.
SCHLOCK: That's... actually really helpful.
Gotta go. Bye!
THURL: I hope he picks "bath"
... and doesn't make the news.