it's actually oh
It's not really cool.
Well, you guys are such a, um, a clash of eras.
It doesn't matter that they're from different eras.
They can still be in the mood.
It's very in on the mood.
I'm feeling good.
I feel good.
I should sing it.
Selene, are you okay?
Selene, are you alright?
What's wrong? Selene?
Are you alright?
I'm sorry, Barry.
But your wife Selene is in a coma.
I mean wife.
Is it serious, Dr. Rajee?
Well, she's in a coma, so...
Yes.
Listen, Barry, what's your decade? The 70s?
Yeah, the 70s. What are you getting at?
Well, Selene might not even wake up in time to experience life in the 70s in your decade.
She might not even awaken in time to see the late 80s slash early 90s.
What are you saying, Dr. Rajee?
Selene may never experience time again.
She could die here, alone in this timeless void.
Well, you're off disco dancing on LSD for ten years.
Whoa, wait. Are you saying we're in a timeless void?
Well, duh. How could you be married to a Victorian-era woman if this place were anything but a timeless void?
I guess I just never really thought about it before.
I've always wanted a wife who's in a coma because I can do things to her, and there's nothing she can do about it.
She can't do anything about it, no matter what I do to her, you know?
My wife Selene is in a coma because someone hit her in the head with a bottle of miso.
Shit.
Weren't you at the floater room that night?
Uh, yeah, I guess I was.
You hit my wife in the head with a bottle of miso?
No, no, no, no, it wasn't me. I swear, it wasn't me. It wasn't me.
You put her in a coma and didn't you?
Shit.
You couldn't call the police for my rotary phone.
Shit.
That's right.
Bitches, I'm gonna call them.
Barry, Barry, haven't you looked? Your wife, she's awoken from her coma.
The only thing is she has severe amnesia.
She can't recall who attempted to murder her that night at the floater room.
In fact, she can't even speak.
Yay! I mean, damn!
Um, can we just listen to the radio instead of talking about comas and murders and wipes for a second?
Alright.
Holy shit. It's all coming back to me now.
That night at the floater room, the bottle of miso,
the identity of the attempted murder, murder, the identity of the murder, attempted her.
It's okay, honey. We already caught Chip.
She's probably in her prison cell dancing to vanilla ice right now.
And by the way, welcome back to consciousness.
Yeah, welcome back.
Barry, you idiot. Chip isn't the one who did it.
The true identity is Jesse Nelson.
Oh, of course. Jesse Nelson.
It was Jesse Nelson.
Like, uh, Jesse Nelson.
Of course he would bludgeon you in there with a bottle of miso.
Of course. It was Jesse. Who's Jesse Nelson?
Oh, Jesse.
