Strip 693 -- First Seen: 2011-05-02
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The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
We are in a medium-sized private room, looking up from a position a bit less than a meter above the floor. We can see Captain Chang, looking down at us expectantly, with a soft smile.
Chang: Other than that, Sv Turner, how did you like the show?

Panel 2
Swing around and pull back to reveal the whole scene. Chang is standing beside a bed on which Ed is resting. Bedsheets are pulled up to his chest, he's wearing a soft cotton shirt. A couple of tubes are running from under those sheets to some sort of high-tech device, about the size of a loaf of bread, resting on a shelf built into the bed's headboard. Ed is smiling. The bed is adjustable, like a hospital bed, but otherwise the room looks like an ordinary bedroom.
Chang: I'm really sorry she shot you, Ed.
Ed: No problem, Pardner. It was only a flesh wound.

Panel 3
Medium shot of Chang, looking pained and regretful.
Chang: She drilled you through the heart, Ed. You died.

Panel 4
Medium shot of Ed, smiling sardonically.
Ed: Yeah, but it didn't take.
Ed: They slapped me in the emergency autodoc with time to spare.