"VINCENT! We happy?"
"Yeah, we happy, Number One."
Oh, please. I say screw Lt. Big Bowl of Apples. All he does is sit there. Sure, he had a nice moment at Farpoint Station, but what the hell else has he done for us? If he were here right now I'd bitchslap his stemmy red ass, take a big jar of night crawlers and....
he's behind me, isn't he?