BRAIN ON A ROOMBA
I’m offering you a much more dignified solution to the one you’ve chosen for yourself, Son of Hank. Get in your dad’s cryopod.
NORM
I’m not going to be your prisoner.
BRAIN ON A ROOMBA
You’re already my prisoner. All you have to do is wait until the surface is safe to recolonize, and we’ll all head up for Reclamation Day.
NORM
And…

