Dom: I know� lucky for us though, I think that time he may have actually cut us up!
D.M: Anyway, going out with the hottie-from-next-door tonight?
Dom: she does have a name you know�
D.M: I know, it�s just cooler when we call her that, you know.
Dom: you�re right. It is kinda cool� and yeah� she�s taking me out to a restaurant. She won�t tell me where though. She�s gonna blindfold me and we�ll catch a cab to wherever it is.
D.M: Ooooh� kinky! Oh yeah. Me and Fiona are going out too� shit. What�ll we do with him?
*He points at Terr�s tranquillised body, which is sprawled across the carpet*
Dom: Errr� if we lock him in, and we take all of the power leads with us�
D.M: Nah, remember last time we did that?
Dom: wait a minute; I�ll have a convenient flashback�
*Dom �flashes back�*
*Cut to the apartment, last time they did that. In the middle of the room there is a laptop computer strapped to a medical slab. It is connected to all sorts of wires that lead to an array of switches and a lightning rod. Terr, who is wearing a lab coat, is standing next to the biggest, most impressive switch screaming �ALIVE!!! ALIVE!!!!!� Turd-ass is shuffling up to Terr and looks at him as if to say, �All is ready master�*
D.M: That�s the one� it took us nearly a whole week to convince him he wasn�t an evil genius�
Dom: lucky it was the middle of summer, or he really could have hurt himself�
D.M: And, more importantly destroyed all our stuff.
Dom: I know� so what will we do? We can�t leave him anything he could use as a weapon, a method of escape or� well almost anything he could inflict self-harm with�
*Again, Terr groggily begins to come round. He examines the apartment and groans.*
Terr: What? Where is everything? *Panicking. * What am I going to do? It�s 8pm and both of them are out!
*He struggles to stand up, failing three or four times before finally managing this feat� not easy when you�ve just woken up from a huge dose of whale tranquillisers. He looks around more and sees nothing� well nothing except a sort of dusty rectangular object that appears to have been missed. He walks over to it*