Transcript For Strip 840

Amos, Murphy and Mitch.
Amos: Didn't Mitch tell you we don't ship sapients?
Murphy: Liability issues, I know.
Murphy: But I'm not asking you to ship me.

Panel 2
Amos and Mitch look confused.
Murphy: I want you to sell me a pockrocket, and I'll ship myself.
Panel 3
Amos scratches his head.
Amos: Um, well, I guess I could sell you a rocket, but you still have to deal with Ganymede Traffic control for a launch window and ...
Murphy: I'm linked into their network now.

Panel 4
Amos looks surprised.
Amos: You're what?
Murphy: I'm working through their system, getting the clearances I'll need. How soon can you have my pockrocket ready?
Panel 5
Amos is impressed.
Amos: I can have one ready for you in about four hours.
Muprhy: Good.
Amos: And it will cost you 300 thousand augrams, up front.
Panel 6
Amos and Murphy.
Murphy: I will pay you 75 thousand now, and 75 thousand you when you deliver the vessel ready for launch.
Amos: Uh, wait a minute.
Panel 7
Amos is in full haggle mode. But Mitch is looking really nervous as Murphy eyes his crotch.
Amos: I don't think you're really in a position to be low-balling me on this.
Murphy: Oh, I don't know about that ...
Mitch: OH GOURD ...
Panel 8
Amos is confused. Mitch is crying, looks like he's about to melt into a pile of goo. Murphy stands firm.

Amos: What -?
Mitch: My balls are on the line here, man! G-Give her what she wants!

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