[Jet brings up a wanted criminal on the monitor]
Asimov Solensan. He's our next target. [Spike looks uninterested to his dinner]
Uh, listen, Jet...
This guy's a major player in the syndicate, operates all around the asteroids.
You said "bell peppers and beef"...
His name's Asimov Solensan. Are you listening to me?
There's no beef in here. So, you wouldn't really call it "bell peppers and beef" now, would you?
[pause] Yes, I would.
Well, it's not!
It is when you're broke, all right?
What happened to the million woolong reward we got for that last guy?
The repair bill for the cruiser you wrecked, and the one from the shop you trashed, and the medical bill from the cop you injured killed the dough! [both pause for a long beat] Now, three days ago, there was a big shootout between his group and a rival syndicate. He killed his own guys then took off like the wind. Word is, he's hiding out with some sweet thing in Tijuana.
TJ? That place is for small fries.
Yeah, well, this small fry is worth two-and-a-half million.
I don't feel like it.
Speaking of beef, they say in TJ, "the carnitas are out of this world"...






