Strip 138 -- First Seen: 2009-03-25
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The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
Two shot of Reggie and his computer screen, on which we can see Admiral Harris at an angle.

Reggie: Okay Admiral, for one, I'm not King Reginald, I'm just Reggie King, a simple man of the cloth and a damned fine actor.

Panel 2
Medium shot of Reggie, counting the numbers off on his fingers.

Reggie : Two, there is no rebellion. We were never a part of the United World, we escaped from Terra to get away from those sad, repressive games.

Reggie (2): Three, Ceres is a self-organized anarchy. There is no government to control, we didn't start with one and never needed one.

Panel 3
Pull back so we can see Reggie talking to Harris on the computer holoscreen. Reggie is holding his arms wide, palms upward, in a gesture of surrender.

Reggie: Four, sure, send down a shuttle and you can take my sad carcass away to whatever UW dungeon you want.

Reggie (2): Just leave everyone else the hell alone.


Panel 4
Same shot, a little closer-in. Reggie is reacting in astonishment to Harris' reply.

Harris (electronic): Spare me, Reginald. Caillard told us all about your little kingdom. You aren't going to wiggle out of it that way.