pleasantap, mr. solo? well, it's always pleasant to wake up and discover that you're still alive, general. of course, you're not a general. no. the pay isn't high enough. general blaines and general wallace of course. well, you got the molecutronic gun, why do you need me? are you, uh, suggesting that we simply kill you, mr. solo? oh, no, no. you can just let me off at the next bus stop. well, sincncyou were on hand, i thought you might like to observe the field trials of the gun. i can guarantee you the best seat in the house. since you'll be the target. you're in considerable danger. with your approval, we'd like to put you under protective custodydy you what? you're locking prthe proverbial barn door after the horse is g ge. thrush has the molecutronic gun. and if they kill you, they'll have a monopoly on it. well, i am not going to sit around here while you go through the motions of protecting it. now, you knew, you k kw that thrush wanted the gun. in any event, the safety of the world demands that we