EBBY: Murtaugh, help me with samples of this muck. Sergeant Schlock, we need a perimeter.
SCHLOCK: Got it.
SCHLOCK: Nick and Andy, up and twelve! Watch those bugs! Legs three, Mac nine! I've got six and high.
MURTAUGH: Oh, did M'Conger agree to a nickname?
EBBY: You were napping.
EBBY: We can barely agree on names for ourselves. I don't know what hope we have of taxonomy here.
EBBY: Anyway, here's a sample of "Slimy Cablemoss."
EBBY: Now... any suggestions for obtaining a sample of one of those?
MURTAUGH: How did your Xenobiology teachers grab samples from dangerous wildlife?
EBBY: Officially? Biopsy boomerang darts. We seem to be fresh out.
MURTAUGH: Unofficially?
EBBY: They paid people to shoot things and bring back the pieces.
MURTAUGH: Science sounds messy.
SCHLOCK: Science sounds awesome.