Something about getting a readout of tyr-cys-leu-cys-isoleu-cys-guan...just didn't seem to go with that silent E. Every small column of liquid between the bubbles is a sample, each sample comes from an individual,all those samples running the tubes could be seen as the people they represent Where are they going in such a hurry? That coil leads into the flame photometer? Are they all doomed to a hellish incandescence? The protime counter ticking in the background was too fast. I thing the sample probe coming down into in SMAC was too slow...couldn't maintain the rhythm. And if I would've thought about it for a few minutes I probably would have had to explain how Mr. T took the message from Hannibal on how to make their super secret compound.