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Panel 1 [Close up of Josué’s hands doing laundry, trying to wash a bloody shirt]

JOSUÉ:
It's never going to come out.

Panel 2 [Josué, shirtless, is scrubbing at the same shirt and frowning. Ezra's in the background on deck, glancing over at him]

EZRA:
Blood and oil. Can't escape it.

JOSUÉ:
You ever notice that once you get back on land no one wants to talk to you?

Panel 5 [Josué holds up the shirt, scrutinizing it, while Ezra's voice comes off camera]

JOSUÉ:
I can’t tell if it’s cos we’re covered in blood all the time, or cos we wash our shirts in piss to get it out.

EZRA:
Piss best cuts the grease.

JOSUÉ:
Well it doesn’t do a damn thing about the blood!

Panel 6 [Shot of Ezra looking down presumably at Josué. Barzillai shouts in the background]

EZRA:
Guess us whalers just have to keep to each other then...

BARZILLAI:
All crew on deck!