Right. So, I guess this is the part where I ask, "dude, where's my ship?"

Judging by what I've seen on the network, it doesn't look like anyone believes they really took the red pill. But since everyone's still here and not, you know, having a life, I'm guessing we've all been granted an extended vacation on the most boring island possible. Well, that's just great.

Hey, at least my new apartment's got rails and a sprung floor. I'm so glad my jail cell's been baby-proofed. Thanks, docs.