[Jack is refastening his suspenders in a highly annoyed fashion.]

Oi! What's all this 'ere about my inmate getting hisself dead?

[Jack holds up his warden item, which is someone else's wallet.]

Does this mean I ain't gettin' paid?

[Private: Admiral]

Well go on an' undead 'im, then!

[The video feed turns on, and George settles back into his chair. He's seated in the infirmary, next to Eddie Spinola's bed. He has a book on his lap. The book would seem to be making little happy noises, except that's impossible. Isn't it ( Read more... )

[Breathless! Distraught! Accent ( Read more... )

[Filtered Away From Howie][George clears his throat ( Read more... )

[A shot of George's bed. The communicator is being nudged into place by something pink and round. A few moments later, a large pig waddles into shot. It is, unfortunately, not wearing a custodial helmet, like in this icon, but George is kind of always wearing his helmet on the inside ( Read more... )

[George's accent comes accenting its way over the airwaves. Like a herd of cows who have busted through their pasture's fence in pursuit of greener grass and are also, incidentally, from Newfoundland ( Read more... )

[George is crouched in some plant-life.]

I have always suspected that dinosaurs weren't truly extinct, but simply hiding out in the unexplored headwaters of the Congo and the Amazon...or perhaps the Scottish highlands. And I was aware that they were probably unpleasant. But I had no idea quite how unpleasant ( Read more... )

[George is in his room, as usual. He still has quite the bruise on his forehead ( Read more... )

[George is in his room. He looks slightly dazed and has a damp washcloth pressed against his head. There is a bruise blooming underneath it.]

I'm afraid I was...indisposed.

[George shuffles his feet and there is the sound of broken glass crunching.]

But I've managed to find my trousers now. Has something happened?

[George is wearing a fake mustache. It is clearly exquisite. I mean: just look at that icon.]

Sergeant! Look what I've managed to find.

[LOOK WITH YOUR MUSTACHE EYES.]