zap_it paste! (later in act IV) Catcher: From what I’ve heard on the radio and from my sources inside of a tarantula, The Whale Foundation is on the move again, and they aren’t taking any prisoners. Bawler: Jeez. That’s really disconcerting. Bram Stoker: It sounds like a load of crock. Or a tub of shit. Catcher: Well, your mixed concerns are certainly reasonable in this situation. Nobody really know for sure what they’re up to, but they have resurfaced and we have pictures. (Catcher brings out photos. Long Island Iced Tea emerges from the shadows.) Bawler: It’s, it’s Long Island Iced Tea, head of The Republic of Carbolic Fallacies! LIIT: At ease, my son. Catcher: Welcome back, sir. LIIT: Good to be back, Catcher. Any news? Catcher: The only news I have for you is that The Smear is gone. And that Jimmy is being uncooperative. 010721 what's it to you? who go blather from