OWEN: I infected the rat with a combination of the Vorax and the Suranium gas traces we found at the crash site and the nightclub.

TOSH: Looks fine so far.

OWEN: Once the gases start to flow round the body, the party really starts. The heart rate triples. The brain swells, pressing against the skull. As that keeps going, the lungs began to shrink, making it impossible to breathe. The pressure increases on all the internal organs until

(The rat goes Splat.)

OWEN: Rat jam.

GWEN: So what's this supposed to do?

JACK: I'm using satellite tracking data to determine the inward trajectory of the meteorite.

TOSH: He means he's trying to find out where it's come from.

JACK: Hey! Sometimes a little technobabble is good for the soul!

JACK: Alright, usual formation.

GWEN: What's the usual formation?

OWEN: Varies.

GWEN: How can the usual formation vary?