THE MORNING CONSTITUTIONAL IS ALL FOR LOVE

ALEXTHOS: Friends, it is up to us to save the once-noble world of sport!

GOLDTHOS: But Alexthos, perhaps the time is not right. Commissioner Seliglieu's spies are no doubt in search of you at this very moment, and I have just recently escaped the blade of L'Emmert's guillotine!

MALCOLMIS: Courage, Goldthos! Now is the opportunity to strike back and inspire the people. We must be a beacon, a symbol that athletic tyranny will not be allowed to flourish.

ALEXTHOS: It sounds as if you have a plan, Malcolmis.

MALCOLMIS: Well, it's only in its formative stages -

GOLDTHOS: Enough with your modesty. Tell us how we may aid you!

MALCOLMIS: Brothers, I must confess, my proposal would require a degree of...reappropriation...

ALEXTHOS: If it be in the name of the greater good, I will steal all the urea we require.

MALCOLMIS: We don't need that.

ALEXTHOS: Blood samples, then.

GOLDTHOS: Peace, Alexthos. What will we need to acquire?

MALCOLMIS: The most powerful weapons of all, of course - ideas! And once we have collected a goodly amount, we shall re-present them under our banner.

GOLDTHOS: But to what end? What shall we gain from this endeavor?

MALCOLMIS: Publishing advances!

ALL: TO PUBLISHING ADVANCES!