Our heroes land in Washington, D.C., and there's an express bus from the Dr. Reagan International Presidential Airport directly to the EPA offices.

The national anthem can be heard playing over the airport speakers.

It was the favorite song of Dr. Reagan, and that's why he decided to become president.

Blackjack, eyes reddened from tears.

You can always tell when you're back in the USA when you hear that national anthem.

This place might be a shit hole, but it's our shithole.

Well, uh, how do we want to play this?

Well, the captain told me the EPA was moved to the Pentagon over this slime business.

Apparently, it's a threat to the environment and to the nation.

You'd have to be pretty sick to get messed up with slime.

We did it like...

Yesterday.

No, we didn't. All he did was eat cupcake and have so much fun.

That was a hallucination, Oduber. That wasn't real. It was all in your head.

You need to know the difference between reality and fantasy.

I ate a lot of cookie as well.

Well, now we're gonna get a big bowl of justice soup with a big hunk of lawful bread for dipping,

and a side of truth nuggets,

and a garnish of honor, and an amuse-bush of integrity, five-course meal, on the house.

Doesn't a moose-bush come first? Wouldn't the integrity be a dessert then?

You don't get to change it up. Why? Is that you on a plate? Is that the best you can do?

When my mom was just a single struggling mother, raising us rugrats without barely being able to pay our maid, she used to make us just as soup.

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