(Panspermia I - (Part 4 of 4) 'Countdown Underway') – Narrator: Jagger, bound and gagged, is signed over by his father to Whitehaven Psychiatric. Out at the chemical factory, Arlee and Imogen seek answers. Arlee: Quiet now Imogen. This is the Ratchly Chemical Factory. And no offence, but if you only knew what went on here in the past, it’d piss all over your C.U.N.T. Imogen: What’s wrong with Countdown Underway New Tomorrow? The Meemong are part of us and I gave them to you. Arlee: You go into a trance though. You’re like an empty vessel. They fill your sparse mind! My mind has always been closed. I’m as ignorant as they come! But somehow things no-one should ever hear, I have heard, and things no-one should ever see- Imogen: have seen, yes, uh-huh, sorry but listen, Mr- Arlee: Arlee… Imogen: Mr Arlee, I have just seen a man’s moles move on his face and a man turn spit into plants. Maybe I am catching up? Arlee: It’ll be a while yet... Now you stay put. It could be dangerous. Everything looks different to the last time I was here. But one thing hasn’t changed… Dirty infestation! Imogen: Oh well, careful then Arlee. It could possibly kill you. Arlee: Great, thanks. You’re an asset to the team. Imogen: I’ll hide inside this pipe duct. Arlee: Good idea. Stay out of the way… Right, this is Arlee Davidson, Ratchly Radio’s best presenter… Ugh, I’m doing this for you… Lorna… and the future of humanity. Imogen: Who are you speaking to? Arlee: F**k off… (Walks down steel walkway) Arlee: That looks like the foreman’s office. Careful now Arlee, stay far back out of harm’s way… like Charlie Bird reportin’ in a war… (Steam burst) Arlee: Ahh me eyes! F****n’ steam pipe. Who put that there! Ahh- (Foghornius foot slams down) Foghornius: Need a tissue? (Tissues plucked from a box) Arlee: Thanks yeah, do you know where I can fi-AARGHGHGH!! Foghornius: Arooooo! Arlee: Lilo! Lilo McGregor?! But, but you’re dead! Seventeen years ago I s-saw you die! Foghornius: Sensing digestive and cognitive overload. Arlee: Awww, me head, this isn’t… aw, voices, Lilo… you’re de- (Collapses) (Duct perspective) Imogen: (breathing) Foghornius: Cognitive functions… ceased. Narrator: Arlee breaks down at sight of his long-gone friend Lilo, in front of the hidden and frightened Imogen. (Dickus, Spikus and Bert run over) Dickus: What’s the commotion, my metal lord? Spikus: Oooh, it’s- it’s… Bert: Hagh, who’s this lad? Dickus: Would ya look who it is! Is he alive? Foghornius: Limited vital signs. Spikus: Wha-oohm, what do we do with him Dickus? Dickus: Well he’s as useless as you Spike! Dump him in the ditch. We don’t need this one. His mutation posed no danger. Where are the other revolters? Hang on, stop the lights! Didn’t our last Overlord Malthus Brindle get transmissions from ‘Jagger’? Something about him falling in the ‘Vat of Mutagen’ back in ’99? Got covered in our bio-chip formula… Spikus: Bio chips! Dickus: Opened up a channel didn’t he? Foghornious! Foghornius: The human’s signal is scrambled. It is this planet’s magnetic loop. Dickus: No, too much drugs probably. Stoned as usual, no wonder he could slow down time. Actually, maybe we did that, yunno, that time we kidnapped him and put him into the Perverter up on the Clinkership? Foghornius: It is this planet’s magnetic loop; too much interference when relaying in and out of the atmosphere to the Savage Garden. Dickus: Here, you’re showing off now! No-one likes a big-head. Spikus: Exactly! Dickus: Are you talking about me? Spikus: Ah, I said nothing as usual Dickus. Dickus: Right, we need to kidnap the ‘Tucker’. He’s got a super big brain, probably even more than Tonus. He grew an even bigger one on the Savage Garden… Just add it to the list- Bert: Hagh,