THE GREEN RING CONSPIRACY, PART 12:
Jason’s not-so-epic moment
Connie: Seriously, don’t I know you?
Jason: Did I hear you say there’s a way out of this car?
Wooton: Sure is, there’s a panel right behind your crate, you’ve just gotta undo those bolts.
Jason: Thanks.
Wooton: You’re welcome.
Jason: (Begins to undo the bolts, grunting as he unscrews them). Oh yeah, Connie?
Connie: Huh?
Jason: Tell Mr. Whittaker the plates can be found at TLC.
Connie: The what at the what?
Jason: (Kicks panel open). Maybe he’ll figure it out. (Climbs through the panel). Oh, and by the way, I suggest the three of you get off if you can, or brace yourselves.
Connie: What about you?
Jason: I’ve gotta do whatever it takes to stop this train.
Connie: How are you gonna do that?
Jason: I’ll figure that out once I get to the engine.
Wooton: You know, I’ve always found that running along the top of a train gives me inspiration.
Jason: Good, then that’s what I’ll do. See ya.
Penny: Who was that masked man?
ENGINE ROOM:
Fred: Okay pal, now accordin’ to this, spur number #47 is thirty-six miles past the junkyard. We’ll uncouple the first freight car there, and the engine will take it away.
Barney: I hate these complicated trips. We’ve got six cars back there to deal with.
Fred: Hey, wait. Look! There’s someone running across the top of the train!
Barney: What do we do?
Fred: Nothing. He just fell off.
Barney: Okay, well, I’m going to make some more coffee.
Jason’s not-so-epic moment
Connie: Seriously, don’t I know you?
Jason: Did I hear you say there’s a way out of this car?
Wooton: Sure is, there’s a panel right behind your crate, you’ve just gotta undo those bolts.
Jason: Thanks.
Wooton: You’re welcome.
Jason: (Begins to undo the bolts, grunting as he unscrews them). Oh yeah, Connie?
Connie: Huh?
Jason: Tell Mr. Whittaker the plates can be found at TLC.
Connie: The what at the what?
Jason: (Kicks panel open). Maybe he’ll figure it out. (Climbs through the panel). Oh, and by the way, I suggest the three of you get off if you can, or brace yourselves.
Connie: What about you?
Jason: I’ve gotta do whatever it takes to stop this train.
Connie: How are you gonna do that?
Jason: I’ll figure that out once I get to the engine.
Wooton: You know, I’ve always found that running along the top of a train gives me inspiration.
Jason: Good, then that’s what I’ll do. See ya.
Penny: Who was that masked man?
ENGINE ROOM:
Fred: Okay pal, now accordin’ to this, spur number #47 is thirty-six miles past the junkyard. We’ll uncouple the first freight car there, and the engine will take it away.
Barney: I hate these complicated trips. We’ve got six cars back there to deal with.
Fred: Hey, wait. Look! There’s someone running across the top of the train!
Barney: What do we do?
Fred: Nothing. He just fell off.
Barney: Okay, well, I’m going to make some more coffee.
THE GREEN RING CONSPIRACY, PART 12:
TLC fail
TRAIN WRECKAGE:
Connie: I’ll tell you everything later, but I saw him! He was on the train!
Whit: Who was?
Connie: Jason!
Whit: My Jason?
Monty: Uncle Jason?
Connie: Oh, hi Monty! Are you okay? Anyway, he had a beard, and sunglasses, and he was in a crate, and-
Whit: In a crate?
Connie: Yeah, and he gave me a message for you: TLC.
Whit: Tender loving care?
Monty: Awww, how sweet. But what was Uncle Jason doing here?
Connie: No, he wasn’t being sweet! He said it had something to do with some plates, and that you would figure it out.
Whit: Plates… what kind of plates?
Monty: I know. The engraving plates. The ones used to make the counterfeit money.
Connie: Are they important?
Monty: Unless we find and destroy those, anybody could print that money again. The whole Green Ring could start over.
Connie: Weird that he’d show up again, just to deliver that message! And in a crate!
Whit: Where is he now?
Connie: I don’t know, he just disappeared!
Monty: We have to figure out what he meant by TLC, or this case isn’t closed.
TRICKLE LAKE:
Whit: “TL” for Trickle Lake. “C” for Dock C. Right where you started, Monty.
Detective Polehaus: They hid the plates in the boathouse?
Whit: No, not at all. What better way to protect and hide heavy engraving plates than to put them in some kind of case?
Monty: Then enclose that case in concrete.
Whit: And drop it off the dock into Trickle Lake.
Monty: You see that chain wrapped around the post at the end?
Detective Polehaus: Well, that’s pretty impressive.
Whit: Yeah, well, we’re gonna need a truck to pull it up.
Detective Polehaus: Are they really that heavy? (Tugs chain). Wait- it’s coming up. (Light splash is heard as chain pulls out of the water).
Monty: Fish?
Detective Polehaus: A chain of fish. Gentlemen, we’re on the wrong track.
(MEANWHILE, AT TENDER LOVING CARE)
Dr. Trask: Well, Skint, these engraving plates are in good shape, well done.
Skint: Thank you, sir. I don’t think anyone would have suspected these hiding in the basement of TLC Funeral Services. Should be safe and sound.
TLC fail
TRAIN WRECKAGE:
Connie: I’ll tell you everything later, but I saw him! He was on the train!
Whit: Who was?
Connie: Jason!
Whit: My Jason?
Monty: Uncle Jason?
Connie: Oh, hi Monty! Are you okay? Anyway, he had a beard, and sunglasses, and he was in a crate, and-
Whit: In a crate?
Connie: Yeah, and he gave me a message for you: TLC.
Whit: Tender loving care?
Monty: Awww, how sweet. But what was Uncle Jason doing here?
Connie: No, he wasn’t being sweet! He said it had something to do with some plates, and that you would figure it out.
Whit: Plates… what kind of plates?
Monty: I know. The engraving plates. The ones used to make the counterfeit money.
Connie: Are they important?
Monty: Unless we find and destroy those, anybody could print that money again. The whole Green Ring could start over.
Connie: Weird that he’d show up again, just to deliver that message! And in a crate!
Whit: Where is he now?
Connie: I don’t know, he just disappeared!
Monty: We have to figure out what he meant by TLC, or this case isn’t closed.
TRICKLE LAKE:
Whit: “TL” for Trickle Lake. “C” for Dock C. Right where you started, Monty.
Detective Polehaus: They hid the plates in the boathouse?
Whit: No, not at all. What better way to protect and hide heavy engraving plates than to put them in some kind of case?
Monty: Then enclose that case in concrete.
Whit: And drop it off the dock into Trickle Lake.
Monty: You see that chain wrapped around the post at the end?
Detective Polehaus: Well, that’s pretty impressive.
Whit: Yeah, well, we’re gonna need a truck to pull it up.
Detective Polehaus: Are they really that heavy? (Tugs chain). Wait- it’s coming up. (Light splash is heard as chain pulls out of the water).
Monty: Fish?
Detective Polehaus: A chain of fish. Gentlemen, we’re on the wrong track.
(MEANWHILE, AT TENDER LOVING CARE)
Dr. Trask: Well, Skint, these engraving plates are in good shape, well done.
Skint: Thank you, sir. I don’t think anyone would have suspected these hiding in the basement of TLC Funeral Services. Should be safe and sound.