Foster
goes on:
I mean, what do you think I do all day? I take care of my plants. They're getting lots of light; they're getting plenty of nutrients; they doing as well as anybody else's.
Now Jerrold speaks up:
Well, what about my theory? I believe you have an overpopulation going on, Foster - you seen any signs of that?
Foster replies:
I figure it would take over a pound of crawdads or whatever to explain my oxygen loss. And all my oxygen-breathing populations seem to be normal. If you don't believe me, check the database.
Foster goes on:
What I think is - this may sound fantastic, but - I think something in my pod is on fire.