NARRATOR: Jumpstar Prime...
MURTAUGH: Commodore, this latest dispatch... it looks like you're trying to run a murder investigation.
NARRATOR: Broken Wind...
CDRE TAGON: We've got this, Captain. We don't need to gather evidence for a trial. We found fresh corpses, so we're tracking those responsible in order to stop the killing.
MURTAUGH: Ah. So it's not like a murder investigation.
It's exactly the same as a murder investigation.
CDRE TAGON: This is a battlefield, not a crime scene.
MURTAUGH: See? There's our disconnect. A battlefield is a crime scene.
Nobody on your roster has forensic training. You can take down the bad guys, but only if you know how to find them.
CDRE TAGON: Ebby did pretty well with the autopsies, and Schlock is following a chemical trail.
We'll muscle through this.
MURTAUGH: "Muscle through this..."
*sotto voce* Sanctum ineptum.
MURTAUGH: I'll call you back, Commodore. I need to find you the right set of muscles.
CDRE TAGON: 'Kay.
I need to find my "Old-Earth-Epithets" phrase book, and maybe flip through it.