9. In A Wild Hour of Madness, He Killed (Season 1 FINALE)
Season 1 FINALE on đ¸ Episode 9 of the Intergalactizen's Guide to Taming Earthlings: Season 1
[Setting: Modern England, mid-summer. From the pastoral Elham countryside, Jerry has been watching how Declan, who just welcomed home his wife Shanta, ended up adopting a catâŚwho is now apparently here, in Jerryâs room miles away, and speaking to Jerry. Unfortunately, Jerry struggles to cope with the whole affair because itâs hard to see things clearly when youâre levitating near the ceiling for no apparent reason.]
Jerry, âOh fuck me, now the illusion is talking to me. Fan-bloody-tastic.â
Ferdinand didnât really understand much of what Jerry said because he hadnât been on Earth that long at the time, and furthermore, he didnât even really care what Jerry thought about anything anyway because he already had lots of plans to program him for his mission on Earth. All the Ferdinand wanted to see was the rest of the screening from the Intergalactizenâs Guide to the Galaxy, which he didnât even know until that point that he had actually been included inâŚand he was a bit pissed that no one had ever told him.
Ferdinand said, âNow do that thing theyâre always saying around here and um, yes, stay calm, that was it. Iâll explain how this works so that you can see you have no reason to fear anything at all. Besides, I need to know who made these PMIGs that led me to you, and they always return to their creator. And you should learn that it is most rude to interrupt an Intergalactizenâs Guide whilst the transmission is active.â
Jerry â still hovering in the air in a horizontal position due to Ferdinandâs manipulation of the magnetic fields around his body â didnât take kindly to being told to stay calm while his body was rotating slowly near the ceiling. He said, âNo. I absolutely will not stay calm, thank you very much. If you want me to be calm, then you will put me back down on the fucking ground like a civilizedâŚwhatever the fuck youââ
âAffirmative. Thatâs right. Everything will be ffffine. Yes, fine, as they say.â Ferdinand continued to hit the button of âdefault pacifying phrasesâ in his vocabulizer, not caring what the actual words themselves meant, but he winced at the sounds because he was still adjusting to the odd sounds that his translator made when producing output in the English dialect of what he presumed was Universal Earthlish.