YOU HAVE ACCESSED AN UNAUTHORIZED AREA.

CRYSTORE SECURITY AGENTS HAVE BEEN NOTIFIED.

                             WE ARE WATCHING YOU.

CIBT BETA: TRIAL-1 BRIDGE:RED 
OVERSEER: W.B.
SUBJECT: WYLIE BUCKETT
STATUS: SUCCESS
TRANSMISSION RECEIVED:
OPERATION DUNK TANK
 
AGENTS:
CRL-E
GR-LND

TRANSCRIPT:

CRL-E: Can we stop for a bite after this? I'm super hungry.

GR-LND: After this scene, or after the whole thing?

CRL-E: After the kidnapping.

GR-LND: Oh. (unintelligible)

CRL-E: Wylie. Get in the van.

WB: What?

GR-LND: If you care about your family you'll get in the van.

WB: Are they okay?

CRL-E: No time. In.

TRANSMISSION RECEIVED:
OPERATION GROUCHO
 
AGENT: 
KI-YMI
CURRENT LOCATION:
ELSWHRE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-fcExn7lFo
#art
B.T.S: KRT-McC
             BRT-McC

TRANSCRIPT:

KI-YMI: Hello sir, how's the quality of your life?

WB: Fine. Excuse me.

KI-YMI: Would you like to take a five minute survey about the quality of your life?

WB: What's it for?

KI-YMI: Market research. For the betterment of mankind.

WB: I have to meet my wife.

KI-YMI: It pays $500. $100 now, and the rest when you complete the survey.

WB: You have five minutes.

KI-YMI: Great. Just head to our survey headquarters three blocks down and right on Halleck.

TRANSMISSION RECEIVED:
OPERATION PARTY CRASH
AGENTS:
B.T.S. BRT-McC
            KRT-McC
 
EMPLYE: DR. E.S.
 
PATH JAMMING:
SUPPLICANTS 1-10

TRANSCRIPT:

WB:-did any of the things he was accused of.

DR.ES:What makes you think I'd tell

you anything about Coleman.

WB: I'm Wylie.

DR.ES: If he knew I was talking to you.

WB: You know me. He told you about me.

DR. ES: Look, if I give you a bit of advice will you promise to leave here and never come back.

WB: Sure. Anything.

DR.ES: Sometimes it's okay to indulge an old man's delusions.

UPDATE: CCTV SIGNAL ORIGIN DETECTED!

 

AGENTS KRT-McC & BRT-McC

PROCEED TO GRAND VIEW BLVD.

TRANSMISSION RECEIVED:

REGULAR SURVEILLANCE,

W.B. RESIDENCE

AGENTS:

B.T.S: KRT-McC

             BRT-McC

IN TRANSIT:

CRL-E

GR-LND

TRANSCRIPT:

KRT-McC: Do we have eyes inside?

BRT-McC: Someone does.

WB:Hey babe, yeah I just got home...There's no more?...

No no, I'll go get some more...Yeah alright. Diapers, anything else? Okay, I love you too.

 

(TRANSMISSION DISRUPTED)

POST-SURVEILLANCE CHATTER:

 

KRT-McC: Did we get a read on that signal origin?

BRT-McC: The CCTV coming from inside the residence? Still working on it.

KRT-McC: No, elevator. The signal that jammed our equipment.

BRT-McC:Standby...Looks like...Yup, confirmed...

Zorch.

KRT-McC:...Shit.

TRANSMISSION RECEIVED:
OPERATION WELCOME MAT 
LAND YACHT OPERATORS:
KRT-McC
BRT-McC
ROADBLOCK:
CRL-E
GR-LND

TRANSSCRIPT:

WB: You guys twins?

KRT-McC: Triplets.

WB: What's your brother do?

KRT-McC: Sleeping.

WB: No, I mean the third one.

KRT-McC: Oh, I don't know. He's kind of an asshole. We don't really talk to him that much.(pause) Do you like smooth jazz?

WB: No not really.

KRT-McC: Sucks for you man.

WB: How long is the drive gonna be?

KRT-McC: It's like three and a half hours.

(EXACTLY LATER)

BRT-McC: Is he still asleep?

KRT-McC: Yup. (pause) Have we shaken our tail yet?

BRT-McC: Red Honda? He's still following us.

KRT-McC: You think it's him?

BRT-McC: Likely.

KRT-McC: Should we tell mom?

BRT-McC: She's 196, I don't think her heart can take it.

KRT-McC:...197.

TRANSMISSION INTERCEPTED
 
SIGNAL ORIGIN: CCTV FREQUENCY INSIDE WB RESIDENCE, MASTER BEDROOM
FREQUENCY TRANSMITTER:
UNKNOWN
FREQUENCY DISPATCHER:
UNKNOWN
SIGNAL DESTINATION: UNKNOWN SIGMA QUADRANT REGION
IN TRANSIT:
CRL-E
GR-LND

TRANSCRIPT:

 

UNKNOWN TRANSMITTER: 

He's watching an old eight millimeter movie. An old home movie, with his wife. Not much else.

UNKNOWN DISPATCHER:

Have FTHR-CLMN's agents detected your presence?

UNKNOWN TRANSMITTER: Not yet, but my brothers are getting suspicious. 

UNKNOWN DISPATCHER:

Keep them distracted, we've almost got a target lock on Walter Buzzcock.

UNKNOWN TRANSMITTER:

You sure? Last time you were off by 107 years and twelve counties.

UNKNOWN DISPATCHER:

Silence! The Bridge Tears interfered with our alignment. We're aiming forward this time, six years. Our aim is true!

UNKNOWN TRANSMITTER:

Death to Crystore!

UNKNOWN DISPATCHER:

In Dark Sophism! 

(MANIACAL LAUGHTER)

TRANSMISSION RECEIVED:

OPERATION URBAN SASQUATCH

BTS:
KRT-McC
BRT-McC
PLANT:
FTHR-CLMN

TRANSCRIPT:

KRT-McC: Okay, yeah, he's taking the bait. Yeah he's heading down the street right now. Should be there any second.

BRT-McC: Copy that.

CIBT BETA: TRIAL-1 BRIDGE: GRN 
OVERSEER: W.B.
SUBJECT: WYLIE HERMAN
STATUS: SUCCESS

TRANSMISSION RECEIVED: 

OPERATION LOOKUP

 

SIGNAL ORIGIN: REDGREEN

CROSS-STITCH INVERSION BRIDGE THREAD DETECTED!  

B.T.S:

KRT-McC

BRT-McC

PLANT: SUPPLICANT 6

TRANSCRIPT:

WH: Alright, so just remember that a backlight just creates a thin line around your subject without necessarily hitting your subject at all. Any questions?

STUDENT 1: Can we go on break?

WB: Yeah, um, let's take 10 and come back, alright?

KRT-McC: He's just teaching his class. Nothing else. I'll let you know if anything happens.

STUDENT 2: Hey Wylie can I ask you a question?

WH: Sure.

STUDENT 2: What do you do if a subject is lying?

WB: I'm not sure I understand.

STUDENT 2: The subject. What do you do if they're lying. Are we supposed to call them out?

WH: I'm really just here to teach you how to make your subject look good. This class is more about form than content.

STUDENT 2: But I just want to know, what would you do?

WB: I guess it depends on your commitment to truth. You are the lens. So if you feel your subject is lying, then frame them like that, and let the audience decide for themselves.

STUDENT 2: Cool. Thank you.

SUPPLICANT 6: Is that you?

BRT-McC: Yeah, he sees it.

TRANSMISSION RECEIVED

LOCATION: GRAND VIEW BLVD.

RESIDENT IDENTIFIED: SPNC-McC

B.T.S.

BRT-McC

KRT-McC

TRANSCRIPT:

KRT-McC: Yeah, I don't know. He's going into some kind of a, like  really shitty house. I don't know who. (pause) I don't know why, I think. I think this might be where he's been living, our brother.

 

WH: Hey.

BRT-McC: Yeah, it's him.

SPNC-McC: Hello?

KRT-McC: It's him.(Unintelligible) 

Over.

WH:Did you text me?

EVEN LATER-ER

KRT-McC: What did you find in the yard?

BRT-McC:You're not gonna like it. I followed the stench. You know that costume we were looking for?

KRT-McC: The Kirin?

BRT-McC: Yeah. That isn't a costume.

KRT-McC: Then what the hell is it?

BRT-McC: A pelt.

KRT-McC: You think he got it from dad?

BRT-McC:Yes, unfortunately. The mask, too.

LATER:

KRT-McC: Just run in there and try to find anything. Ransack the place for anything. Anything we can use to protect- to get him out of there, man.

SPNC-McC: I'm still getting phone calls from aliens in the middle of the night.

BRT-McC: Well what am I looking for? Like one of the alien costumes?

WH:Why would he still be harassing you if it's over, if it's done?

SPNC-McC:We hate each other. We're enemies.

WH: What do you suggest I do with this information you're giving me?

SPNC-McC: Hans. Bubby. I'm your White Knight.

BRT-McC:Okay how's this?

KRT-McC:Perfect.

FINAL TRANSMISSION RECEIVED:

OPERATION LATITUDE