Shore: Nice breakfast. Dr. Soul: Glad you liked it. Shore: Who fnds this hospital ship, mainly? Dr. Soul: Many corporate guilttrippers---mostly Steed aquaculture. Shore: Oh. Ever met Dylan Steed? Dr. Soul...Sure. Met him in Israel...Dr. Soul: My mentor pioneered a procedure for Steed. When he died, I became Steed's surgical chief-of-staff--- Shore :Owww!! Shore (Caption): Cobralike she struck with a vaccination-gun she hid under the table...

Shore (Caption): ...And was astounded when I grabbed the needle-gun from her... Dr. Soul/Sea-Change: You...but the food was drugged...from undiscovered subsea poisons...you should be barely able to move... Shore Sorry...Shore: ...But I've friends...in small places...disabling...protecting...purifyng my blood---what's your code-name? Like Tidal wave---Current--- Sea-Change: ...Sea-Change. Shore: Well, Sea-Change--we're gong to have us a---talk.



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