4›Iggy: I can hear the hum of and crackle of electrical power. It's vorking, Master. Ze creature liffs!›Iggy: Sensors reveal an electrical discharge, Master. 1.6 megawatts ... 1.8 ... 2.1 ... 2.7 ... it's really cooking!›Iggy: High voltage electron transfer. Electron transfer. Conductivity positive.›Iggy: I can feel the electrical current in the air. There's a lot of juice flowing through here.›3›Iggy: That electrical discharge is dropping , Master [AX20. 2.6 megawatts ... 2.2 ... 1.7 ... 0.0. That's it, show's over.›Iggy: No more fireworks. Sorry, Master, the spark is gone. It happens.›Iggy: Negative conductivity. High voltage transfer complete. Transfer complete.›2›Iggy: Whoah! Did you see that arc? It's a good thing my ambulators are insulated or I'd be cinders by now. What's wrong, Master? Can't I even give you a friendly slap on the back anymore? Tch, tch. You really should wear rubber soles.›Iggy: Aaagh! Do you realize how much juice is flowing through there? I almost fried myself. Stop smoking and jerking around like that. This is no time for dancing.›2›Iggy: Just out of curiosity, Master, why don't I see if that fuel fits in the port. Hm. Slides in here ... quarter turn to the right ... there! I knew my mechanical engineering program would pay off.›Iggy: Fuel's no good on the floor, Master! Honestly. It belongs here in the fuel port. There now, isn't that better? I don't know what you'd do without me.›