Hank: That's it Brock, pace yourself! Conserve your energy.
Dean: What the- what's he doing with his-
Hank: Think about it, bro. What other weapon does he have? He needs his hands free for... stuff.
Dean: Uh oh, phantom spaceman somehow got on top! That's it Brock-o, shake him off!
Hank & Dean: Yeah!
Brock: YEEEEAAAH!!
Hank: He's got him on his knees! It's just a matter of time now!
Dean: Brock's just toying with him.
Hank: Ohh! Pretzel bender! Brock's gotta teach me that one... Phantom spaceman got his helmet knocked off! Oh my god, he's hideous! Must have been deformed by space rays...
Dean: Look again, Hank! That's not a phantom spaceman, that's Lieutenant Baldavich!
I decided long ago never to walk in anyone’s shadow. If I fail, if I succeed at least I live as I believe.