Strip 161 -- First Seen: 2009-04-27
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The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
Tall panel. In the upper part, we see the underside of the Split-Tail, with its cutting laser aimed directly at the bridge of the Gamma Conqueror. In the lower half of the panel we can see Admiral Harris and the bridge crew through the transparent dome. They are all looking up at the mining ship, the crew with naked fear and Harris with rage.

Caption: Belter mining ships have caught the United World Strike Force flat-footed and have demanded their surrender.

Harris: NOT ON YOUR LIFE!!

Panel 2
Medium shot of Fiorella inside the mining ship Split-Tail.
Fiorella: Okay, Butcher Boy – may I call you Butch? – I can see that you are upset right now, so maybe I should talk to someone who is a bit less agitated.

Panel 3
On the bridge of the Gamma, Harris is in the foreground looking upwards, while behind him the lift door opens and four silhouetted forms can be seen inside.

Fiorella (filtered): I think it would be a very good idea for one of your officers to declare you unfit for duty and relieve you of your command.

Fiorella (2): Then we won't have to kill you all.