ocr: "HARRY!" grinned Ubermann, "you: made it!" "N-now Ubermann, what the hell kind of promotion is this? And what the hell is this: military complex thing? Do the shareholders know about your little pet project?" "Drop the corporate crap, Harry. If you don'tunderstand what's happening here, you' 're: stupider than I thought." "Explain it to him, Ubbie-baby," Pam crooned, sauntering in from behind the doctor. "I wanna see his face." "Yeah, Ubermann, explain it to me!" Harry demanded. "Well, Harry, the only reason you're: alive: is that I need something that you have. You have: something Icouldn'tob ...