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Episode published on Sunday 1st of April, 2018.
The lady in Gyrode's flashbacks is his granddaughter. I'm sure we'll see more of her in future...
Tagged:
The Captain,
Chronic the Porcupine,
Dr. Ivanovich Gregori Romani Gyrode,
Dr. Ralph Smiffington III,
Location - Consortium Meeting Warehouse
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Transcript
Title - 125: "The Consortium"
Subtitle - vii. "I Moustache You Not to Laugh"
(Gyrode and Ralph stand around in the crowd. Behind them the Captain runs towards the buffet. Ralph swigs from a cup of tea, while Gyrode happily tucks into some sandwiches. Ralph eyes Gyrode.)
Ralph: Have you had a haircut? There's something different about you.
Gyrode: *Sigh.* My eyebrows have grown back.
Ralph: Oh yes! They suit you.
Gyrode: I don't get too attached to them. In our line of work they tend to disappear pretty quickly!
Ralph: How was it you lost them last time again?
Gyrode: Well...
(Gyrode flashes back to working on some sort of jetpack in his workshop. Behind him a woman with red hair carries boxes. As Gyrode fiddles with the wiring, there's a "ZZT" noise and then the jetpack goes off in his face with a "FOOOM!".)
Ralph: Or the time before that?
Gyrode: Hmm...
(Gyrode flashes back to being in his workshop again. This time he is in a large battle suit, polishing it up. Chronic the porcupine comes along, bounces on it several times and the whole suit explodes around him, his eyebrows wreathed in flame from the explosions.)
Gyrode (in flashback): AAAAAARGH I HATE THAT PORCUPINEEE!
Ralph: Or the time before that?
Gyrode: I...
(In this flashback the woman with red hair is showing Gyrode a black car with purple fire decals down the side. Gyrode inspects a flamethrower poking out the back where the exhaust pipes are, lying flat on the floor.)
Woman (in flashback): ...so I wanted something with a bit more "fire power" to deter pursuers, but I don't think I've done it right.
(Gyrode presses a button, the flamethrower goes off in his face with a "FOOM!". As it stops he's left blackened and burnt around the face, sans eyebrows.)
Woman (in flashback): ...Or not! I'll get the ice pack...
Ralph: Or-
Gyrode: Alright, alright, I get the point! Bar covering my eyebrows in asbestos I'm at a complete loss as to how to prevent them from conflagrating in future!
Ralph: You could always wear a welding mask?
Gyrode: I can. And I have done so before. But...
Ralph: But what?
(Gyrode thinks back to a situation where his massively long moustache had large folded creases in it.)
Gyrode: ...I don't like creasing my moustache.
