Strip 988 -- First Seen: 2012-06-29
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The Transcript For This Page
Full-shot of Marsha at the podium addressing the audience, some of whom we can see in the frame. Angle is at artist's discretion.
Marsha: We have already addressed several severe dangers to you and your families.
Voice from audience: Oh really?
Looking down from the stage at the front row of people, a slim, aristocratic-looking woman (she could resemble Reshma Shetty) is speaking up.
Woman: Magnesium is an essential human nutrient.
Woman: The amounts found in water on Vesta are all in safe limits.
Looking past the woman up towards the stage where we can see Marsha looking flummoxed.
Woman: And low-level radiation -- up to 100 times and more than that of Terra background, is actually beneficial to one's health and ...
Marsha: Are you INSANE?
Looking past the angry Marsha at the woman challenging her from the front row.
Marsha: Heavy metals and nuclear radiation are SAFE? Where did you get that claptrap?
Woman: University of Mars, School of Medicine. I am a certified healer.
Medium close-up on Marsha, looking like a deer caught in the headlights.
Woman (OP): My areas of emphasis were nutrition and radiation hormesis.
Woman (OP): What are your medical credentials?
Cut to the second balcony, the Old Hobo is leaning over the front railing, shouting toward the stage.
Old Hobo: And what damned business is it of yours what I put in my mouth?
Old Hobo: I don't tell you where to put your mouth, do I?
A bit closer shot of the Old Hobo, now wagging his tongue lasciviously. The people around him are laughing.
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