Impulse Page #6

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Ninety-nine Yankee to ground.

Ground. Go ahead.

Over the town. What town?

Spray it.

You're freaking out, ground.

Repeat. I didn't read you.

I said spray the town.

You sure about that?

I thought you said

the outlying areas only.

I'm sure about it.

Here goes, then.

Well, what about Main Street?

There's a lot of people

down there.

Main Street, too.

OK, you're the boss.

Ninety-nine Yankee, clear.

What are you doing here?

Hey, pal, don't worry.

I'm here to help you people.

Nobody's going to get hurt.

Nothing's going to happen.

There's been a little accident.

We're just here

to clean things up, that's all.

Who are you?

Any unit

with the last known location...

of unit G-73-99,

come in to control.

G-seven-three-niner-niner.

Go ahead.

G-73-99, what's your status?

The medfly is dead.

I'm returning to base.

G-73-99, roger.

Looking for these?

Come on, I haven't got time

to play around.

Just hand 'em over, OK?

You're not going anywhere, pal.

You're staying right here

with me.

I'm serious. Give me the keys.

You're just going

to have to find them.

Sh*t!

Done by (c) dCd / June 2005

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