THE SCIENTIST AND THE MOONSHINER

Transcript:
Tommy Joe: Well, shit’s popped off just like he said it might.
Tommy Joe: Pericles Panos, pee-aitch-dee. Not who I’d have pictured as my best buddy.
Tommy Joe: But he’s a good machinist and a no-bullshit guy - loves bourbon almost as much as me.
Tommy Joe: We built us a whisky still: the “Thrustodyne Model 23.” I shit you not - the boiler’s heated by a freakin’ jet engine.
Tommy Joe: Panos worked at Project Janus. Kind of a genius. Always bitchin’ ‘bout office politics and weird experiments.
Tommy Joe: Then today all Hell breaks out and he’s trying to reverse whatever they set loose.
Tommy Joe: He tracked me down and gave me a diagram. Claimed I could turn the Thrustodyne into a weapon. All I needed was some wire, a handbrake, and a pressure gauge.
Tommy Joe: I only managed to fetch the engine before the maggot-sacks damn near tore me apart.
Tommy Joe: I’m too beat up now to go gatecrashin’. Need a lucky rabbit’s foot just to survive out there. May as well fetch my own funeral wreath.
Tommy Joe: But if you find this tape, and you ain’t as chewed up as I am, maybe you’ll stand a chance of puttin’ together my buddy’s Jet Gun.
Tommy Joe: Good fuckin’ luck.