Masters of Science Fiction2007

Barney Curran:
Do you think that Earth Central hates you? That we don't feel your pain? God, it's been 37 years! You, you have to believe we feel the guilt and torment of what the former generation did to you!

Harmony Teet:
Oh! That's why you never sent get well packages - or toilet paper?

Samswope:
Mr. Bedzyk and I have to tell our happy little band why you're here, Sheriff. So go ahead. By the way, I notice that you're a healthy, arrow-slim normal lad. Did they pick you preferentially to give us a little tweak of the antennae?

[Curran opens his jacket to show that his chest is a mass of writhing, suppurating neurofibromas]