Strip 210 -- First Seen: 2009-07-03
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Panel 1
The elevator is on the ground, resting on a concrete platform which has one step leading down to the ground. A paved walkway leads away from the platform through a landscaped greenway. A waist-high handrail runs from the base of the platform along the side of the paved walkway. We can see the ground anchor of the nanotube ribbon next to the elevator. Drenkowski has already exited the car, the brothers stumble out, partly overcome by the unaccustomed gravity and partly because they can't quite believe what they're experiencing.

Drenkowski: Point 61gees, gentlemen.

Bert: This … is … impossible!

Panel 2
Three-shot of Drenkowski, Bert and Ernie. Bert has a quizzical expression.

Drenkowsk: Res ipsa loquitur.

Ernie: It's Latin, Bert. 'The thing speaks for itself.'

Panel 3
They have moved a short distance down the walkway. Bert and Ernie have firm grasps on the handrail. Drenkowki is pointing upward.

Drenkowski: Now, gentlemen, look up.

Panel 4
Looking past Bert and Ernie looking up, at a skyward angle – above them we can see the dark moonlet, looming quite large – about 8-10 times the apparent size of the moon seen from Earth, appearing to be poised on top of the thin nanotube ribbon.
Drenkowski (OP): That, gentlemen, is Damocles Station.
Drenkowski (2): I'm sure you understand how it got its name.


Panel 5
Horizon-angle shot of the brothers reeling with vertigo, only their grips on the handrail preventing them from falling backwards. Drenkowski is calm.

Drenkowski: By the way, the first time I rode down the ribbon, it wasn't until I got to the ground that I lost my lunch.
Panel 6
Drenkowski is now walking down the paved walkway, the brothers stumbling along behind with one hand on the handrail. They are recovering from their vertigo. Drenk is in the foreground, smiling slyly.

Drenkowski: Reverse acrophobia; who woulda guessed?

Panel 7
Wide shot. Drenkowski is leading them towards a classic late-1950s Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud that is parked at the end of the walkway, at the curb of a paved roadway.
Drenkowski: Boss collects this sort of stuff.
Drenkowski: (2): He likes things with 'cloud' or 'forest' in their name.