Aliens stole Dunk's guitar and left a ransom note in riff: bring nachos. So Skeeter & Dunk do the only logical thing and dress up as a cloud to walk into Area 51. The guards log it as weather. Inside, Vex is the new guard, the infiltration turns into an 8-bit stealth game, Skeeter discovers the whole world is made of layers, and the secret PROJECT MULLET files say the aliens are obsessed with Dunk. Skeeter's file says "harmless". Then the band plays "Log It as Weather" in the hangar.
The song
Single · from Ep. 2
Log It as Weather
Cosmic Mullet · 3:12 · 192 BPM · Thrash metal
Fast 80s thrash with a keytar solo, a theremin breakdown and gang vocals, written for the guards who log everything as weather. Closes episode 2.
CODE RED! CODE BEER!
We dressed up as a cloud last night
Cotton balls and a cheap flashlight
The guard looked up and took a sip
He stamped the form and lost his grip
They stole my axe at half past three
Left a riff and a note for me
Bring the nachos, bring the band
Little green men with a sticky hand
Lights in the sky and a cow on a wire
Nobody asks and nobody's fired
Just write it down...
WRITE IT DOWN!
LOG IT AS WEATHER! (WEATHER!)
A cloud with a guitar!
LOG IT AS WEATHER! (WEATHER!)
We're not who you think we are!
I took a job to pay the rent
I stamped a form, I signed, I went
Four hours in, I lost my mind
I quit, I quit, I quit, rewind
Harmless! Harmless!
Harmless! Harmless!
I'M! NOT! HARMLESS!
LOG IT AS WEATHER! (WEATHER!)
A cloud with a guitar!
LOG IT AS WEATHER! (WEATHER!)
The mothership is in the bar!
...IS IT RAINING?
Transcript
Full dialogue, episode 2
Mmm... baby... you're so pointy today.
Skeet. SKEET. My guitar is gone, man. And this one's mean.
They took her, Dunk. I saw lights. I saw... a thing. I was asleep, but I saw it.
They speak RIFF! It's a ransom note!
They want nachos for her? She's worth at least... two nachos.
The people have spoken. And they said HELL.
That's EXACTLY what they WANT you to think!
Step one. The guards log EVERYTHING as weather. So... we BECOME weather.
Step two. We get inside. Step three. I finally get PROOF I was abducted. Three times.
Step three is my guitar, man. They wrote to ME.
They wrote "LOUD STICK"! That could be ANYONE'S stick!
Conclusion: therefore... the moon is a speaker.
You're gonna need... a key, little dudes.
Found it in my beard. Nineteen eighty-three. The desert told me to keep it.
Phil. There's a cloud at the gate. It has... legs.
Log it as weather. And open the gate. Clouds gotta go places.
Morning, boys. Nice cloud.
I KNEW IT! I KNEW you were GOVERNMENT!
Four hours, Skeeter. I've been government for four hours. Worst job ever. Great dental.
Hey. Is that uniform regulation? 'Cause my heart just got classified.
Is your face classified? 'Cause nobody should ever see it.
Stealth mode. Nobody breathe. Nobody burp.
Wait. If someone is DRAWING us... then there's a back side to the drawing.
Oh no. It's all... layers.
Phil? Phil, I can't see my own hands.
Log it as weather.
Tired of being abducted? Sick of waking up in a cornfield with a funny feeling?
Try NEW Probe-B-Gone! One spray, and aliens find you deeply uninteresting!
Side effects may include glowing, humming, and becoming a drummer.
