Your coca-cola bottler presents Claudia based on the famous play and novels by Rose Franken Brought to you transcribed Monday through Friday by your friendly neighbor who bottles coca-cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself. Have a coke and now Claudia David before we go down to breakfast. There's something very important. We have to discuss I want to discuss your truth and how to tell her she has to leave. I can't hear you. I said there's something very important We have to discuss. Oh Can't wait until I'm finished shaking. You wait that long but not much longer Are you still shaking? Taking off a long this morning. Sorry if I haven't seen. How do you expect me to do my chin while I'm talking? You don't have to talk just answer my questions.   I am coming out What is your question? What was my question? You mean you don't remember now? Let me see. Let me see I did have a few on my mind. Well, don't strain yourself my bride.  Oh, I look at you. It's hard to believe when I listen to you It's impossible get the compliments and get dressed getting late.  Let's get the compliments and throw me the shoehorn. All right I am easy to please when it comes to husband's here cat Good cat. Thank you, David. I know you're in a hurry. You don't want to talk But would you mind discussing something important? Well, not when you put it that way now start discussing Gertrude Gertrude Gertrude. What about Gertrude? You know about Gertrude. You have to tell her we can't keep her on. Oh, so we do We better tell her today too. It's only right to give a person notice, isn't it? Only right only right I just don't know how to tell her about Fritz and Bertha coming up on Friday Just tell her that Fritz and Bertha coming up on Friday, and that they're the only help we'll need. Oh, it's not so simple Well Gertrude speaks English doesn't she? David, please be serious, but I am not you're pretending It's not an important problem, and you know deep in your heart it is. What is the problem? You simply have to tell Gertrude that we have acquired a permanent couple and that our services are no longer necessary No, perfectly. Well, it's impossible to tell somebody like Gertrude to leave When she's worked so hard and been so loyal and taking care of the place and the dog and the cat and the rooster While we were in New York having the baby while you were having a baby while we David, I just can't tell it. We have somebody to replace her Well, that that isn't a pleasant job. He isn't it miserable.  No, we can't Hardly afford to keep Fritz and Bertha without Gertrude. I know that you don't have to tell me that I Never expected to acquire Fritz and Bertha, but it was sort of like orphans the other night pretty lucky for us I think so, but Life is certainly something what's the matter with life now Throw me throw me myself getting you dressed is like playing basketball Here catch you made a goal Thanks, you know, we're a pretty good team now now tell me about life Well, not so very long ago you and I were sitting here in this very room Worrying about hiring Gertrude If she'd work for us if we could bribe her into helping us out for just a few hours a day And I'll look at his stewing about how we're gonna ask her to stop helping it Oh, I consider this much more a problem of human relations.  That's because you're you There's a cinch to hire you as my husband. I Wonder if I could ever fire you if I so desire just say the word now pack my bags and leave Please help me out. It's too late. I'm fired and practically ready to go down for breakfast. I just want to brush my hair Maybe I should do it this way and just say to her Gertrude my husband and I think you've been simply wonderful I think you worked much too hard and you ought to take yourself a vacation. So Here's ten thousand dollars to go on a little trip to Europe. Hi, you're generous this morning Only we don't have ten thousand dollars. We don't know we keep Gertrude and Fritz and Bertha. We never will have so Maybe I should say Gertrude mr. Norton and I are broke Stony cold broke stony. We'd love to keep you on but we simply can't afford it right The baby's going to do the housework instead. Oh great Except you'll find out Fritz and Bertha up here and then our goose is cooked We could introduce them as relatives. I don't think Fritz and Bertha would be flattered. No, I guess they wouldn't oh Only I could find a decent reason like she breaks too many dishes or she doesn't work hard enough for oh Well, I guess I'll just simply have to tell her the whole story.  I Wish you didn't have to catch that train this morning. I wish you could hang around and give me some mental support Mental support isn't what you need What you need is this That kiss made me feel like a superwoman. I could look Joe Lewis in the eye and challenge him to a fight But Gertrude's eye. No, no, then on to breakfast Probably has the sense to stay asleep until you've dealt with the good Gertrude Fix the breakfast that's a good way of getting rid of her She'll come in and look at her kitchen and get so discouraged that she'll quit No such luck Gertrude isn't the quitting kind of female. Oh I'm depressed cheer up darling in a few hours. It'll be all over Gertrude look who's here aren't you early today? Well, I had a lot on my mind. So I thought I'd come over and get going early. Good morning, Gertrude It's it's good to see you this morning set right down to breakfast things are whipping along in the kitchen I'll bring in the cold codfish cakes and soothe your throat with your juice cold codfish cakes Ethan this morning without grumbling David, please cakes And I won't dare to her and come juice.  All the codfish cakes in the world wouldn't give me enough brains for this morning That's something about Bertha her idea about breakfast food is lamb chops She want Gertrude to hear you. Gertrude never hears anything. She's so busy with her work Only she were lazy or had a vicer Something I could pin my fingers on No, she has to go and be a perfect gem I just can't forget her for it. Well, I see you like the prune juice Thought it might be good for a change such a pretty color and so full of vitamins So it is isn't it my late husband always drank prune juice. That's an optimistic thought I'll bring in the codfish cakes in the coffee. You like ketchup with them? I like anything with Take the ketchup if she'll keep the codfish cakes heaven's sakes She has a wonderful disposition always happy never grumbling At least I could think of someone to pass her on to Gertrude wouldn't do for anybody but us dog true true Now she won't even do for us. Oh We are so ungrateful They're nice and browned up. Here he is. Mr. Norton four of them big man like you Well, if they ain't enough I got more hot in the kitchen. Here's yours, Mrs. Norton Thank you Gertrude. Thank you very much for making codfish cakes this morning. I think nothing of it Think nothing of it go to it always likes to surprise you now I'd like to have a little talk with you folks for me. Oh dear Gertrude. What's on your mind? Well, I'm not the kind of woman who shot on words this morning though I'm kind of hard put to it as to how to say it you can say anything you like to I just want to tell you I Think you're swell folks you and Mrs. Norton and your mother and the baby Well, that's very sweet of you good baby in the house is kind of nice too. Yeah, I sure do like them Well, that's good. This is a mighty pretty house to work at and it's a pleasure to sweep it and dust it and clean it up Not much work at all. Well, not for somebody like you Gertrude. Yes, I sure do like working for you folks So yes, so this is not night. I don't know just where to begin if if it's a raise Gertrude because of the baby then I Suppose we'll have to give it to you a raise mr. Norton David. Could we afford it afford it or not? She's worth it Yes, she is. Oh, I wouldn't be asking for a raise mr. Norton Then it isn't that no ma'am. The fact is well, you see well, I guess I might as well jump in with both feet Manisha's mother died Tuesday last. Oh Gertrude. That's a shame. I'm sorry. Well, it was an awful pity It kind of tragedy too, but one of those things she lived in Pittsburgh. Oh and You mean they want you to you mean you want to leave and go to Pittsburgh I don't exactly want to but my duty is calling me. Well, of course in that case. We're going to be broken hearted. Oh Well, I sure would love to stay but you can't but I can't and a person can only do what they can do Can't they what's that again?  You have to go But don't you worry about us will manage. I sure do thank you folks for being so nice not acting put out Well, this isn't the sort of thing that would put us out not today Well, I'm relieved to hear it I sure didn't look forward to having to tell you this this morning But I said to myself Gertrude come straight out with it get it off your chest. The Norton's will understand And we envy your current. Well, I better get your coffee You don't want to miss that train mr. Norton.  It makes me think life has a way of sort of working out everything all by itself and Working it out fine Better even than I could Now to eat these divine cod fish cake Pass the ketchup mrs. Norton pass the ketchup With their children at home summer lunches aren't just a pickup snack from the refrigerator you have to plan ahead a bit Here's one plan that makes lunch fun for the whole family Spread a picnic meal on the porch or in the garden You'll have a real picnic atmosphere if you include ice-cold coca-cola It's so simple. No glasses to wash. No fuss or bother Just open the welcome bottles hand them round and everyone will lunch refresh Yeah, mr. King. I sure am sorry to leave the North. It's mutual Gertrude Mutual believe it maybe I could come back and visit sometime. Oh, that would be real nice Course we'll keep in touch through my friend Alvira cook Alvira cook.  Yes, she is the right good one. Oh, we've we've all met Alvira and as a matter of fact We'll be seeing her when she comes around tomorrow. You don't say well, I'll be here. Well, that's good because to Claudia's dismay She'll bring a oh well since you'll be here. You'll find out tomorrow so long Gertrude Every day Monday through Friday Claudia comes to you transcribe with the best wishes of your friendly neighbor who bottles coca-cola So listen again tomorrow at the same time and Now this is joking saying or of war and remember Whoever you are whatever you do wherever you may be When you think of refreshment think of coca-cola for coca-cola makes any possible pause the pause that refreshes and Ice-cold coca-cola is everywhere These broadcasts are adapted for radio by mania star and the entire production is supervised and directed by William Brown Maloney and Now here's a word from your friendly neighbor who bottles coca-cola


Hey everybody, welcome to yet another Procrastinator's podcast interview.  That's right. I'm finally interviewing the man behind the channel, really. Yeah, the man behind the curtain. Definitely, it's like actually an official position now. You are the manager of the channel. You always kind of were, but now it's like we actually have like a documentation that you get paid to be that guy. That's true. And I am underpaid for all the work I do. But I understand that, and it's a passion project anyway, so I'm cool with it.   I got my feet off sticking over his face. Okay, we're the same room by the way. He's visiting my house. Yeah. There you go. Yeah. Visiting Cincinnati.  And you know. It's a hassle.  Who wants to look presentable for three hours? That's the real thing.  Everyone loves my legs. Check that Aromanga video. Yeah, that's true. People love it. So Nate, you essentially started the PCP. True. You're the one who sort of, I guess we all had this idea that it would happen, that we would have a podcast together. And then we kind of sussed it out. You're the one who sort of took charge, started the channel. And you've been on every episode but one. The one that Nino was on. Yeah. Racist.  Yeah, I would have been there too if I had. I was out of town in like Washington or something at the time. And the funny thing about it is that like even though you've kind of been, like even though you run the channel, you've been on every episode. You really have the most investment. I don't think anybody realized it. Like until we started doing the Patreon. Because we created, or you created probably. I did it all man. The table of who all had been on every episode and you're on all of them.  That actually wasn't me. The credit for that goes to the fans, the PCP fan chat. They were the ones who actually made that. It was interesting to look back at it and see how Nate on every single one except for one. So what is it? I want to know why. Like why are you so into the PCP?  That is true. It's really simple dude. It's really simple. It's that I see all of you guys as incredibly valuable resources that I am interested in maintaining, excuse me, a relationship with for, you know, for whatever purposes. And so, you know, because we've been saying for a long time, we used to have this countless times, but like we are interested in the idea of doing projects together in general. And the PCP is like one just, it's just an excuse to like keep us together. Right.  Because, you know, as you've seen, like I'm the guy who generally pushes for what little space for collabs there is between us, like in the Monster Musume video and stuff. Yeah.  And I don't know, like they divvy up the work and the profits amongst themselves, and they've got incentives to succeed and play the game well. And that seems to me like the perfect life. So out of purely selfish reasons, I'm interested in keeping everybody together. These people who are very talented, you know, all you guys, and have these skills that many of which I don't have that are, you know, we fill each other's holes and stuff in a very gay way. Yeah. Extra gay. So let me emphasize that. That's right. Please. And that's really the long and short of it, you know. I, because like before the PCP, before we started that, like we weren't doing anything together and we were hanging out in the fan chat, or not just, you know, like a chat that we called procrastinators, and that was fine. But, you know, we've been saying like, hey, would you do a podcast? We should do a podcast. I mean, we had done podcasts together before. The horse cast and whatnot. Which is sort of how we understood that we would all, like the horse cast were great and we all loved them and we all thought that they were worthwhile. So it was like, obviously we could do this together.   And it was a question of like, how interested is any, like whose channel is this going to be on? And if it's its own channel, how are we going to grow it? Like, is any of our individual audiences going to care? Because there's sort of a push and pull with the PCP where this is like the greatest advantage and the greatest problem with it, it inherently causes people to associate all of us with each other. Right. And this is like, the benefit of that is that, you know, we have lots of cross promotion. If we do collabs and people get it, people can become a fan of us as a group and stuff like that. But then the negative parts are like that we just kind of get sucked into one another's enigma in a way. You know, like there's ways that our channels are all different and they shouldn't necessarily be like having the same viewership and stuff like that. Right, right. And so, in a way, it was a question at times, like especially in the beginning of like, well, I'm friends with best guy ever. If we make a podcast, that makes perfect sense to each of us. Sure. But our audiences might have no idea who one another are. Like, for me, the biggest problem with doing a podcast with you and Jesse in particular is that you guys are very edgy. Not like, intentionally. I don't mean to say like, oh.   And I had always had like much more of a, you know, I'd never tried to be like politically incorrect to put it simply. Especially back then, because I was coming out of the pony days and I was like, I was borderline SJW in some ways. Not that I, I believe in joking about other stuff. I believe like, hey, I don't have to think this stuff to talk about it. And now I do like insufferable social media argument, which is beyond the impossible level. You've had your journey along this road, yeah.  You know, it's not our job to make it understandable for them. But back then, I was like, a lot of my audience isn't going to get this. They're going to hear the constant misogyny jokes and be like, I don't like this and I'm upset that you participated this.     And that's the thing about, I think the problem with 4chan is when people bring it out of 4chan. Like Jesse hates 4chan to death and he hates everything about it but it wouldn't be a problem if those people were containing it in 4chan. And that's the thing is like, when people defend 4chan they always talk about, oh, the internet's the Wild Wild West. It's the only place where you can be, like everybody can be yourself. It's like, yeah, do that there. That is the Wild Wild West. The rest of the internet has been, it's been homesteaded.   So like, you've got to deal with that. We'd have to get into the specifics of like the particular issues here because like if the issue is like people are saying shitty things to you in your YouTube comments section, like, what can you do? Like people are always going to be jerks. If it's like them like giving you death threats, like, I mean, that's a different conversation at that point.  Even I don't subscribe to that. But the internet is the real world now, you know.   When I am on 4chan, Don't take it off 4chan.  When I log into my Gaia online account, you know, I'm a delight. I'm a gentleman, a scholar.   I was going to say, it's a lack of social awareness for what you're doing to people who bring that kind of super edgy humor out of the proper context.   And, yeah, but like, I do want to talk to you about 4chan because you are a long time 4chaner and I am too. Like, I've never been like a huge memer. I've never been on B, like, at all. I think I went there once and never again. Were you ever a B-tard? I was really never a B-tard at any point. Monkey's probably a bigger B-tard than I am. I don't even think he is. He was like an R9K guy. Yeah, he was, wasn't he? No, I've spent like 90%, 90% of my time on 4chan historically was on V. And V is like B-light in a way. Like, V is the second most popular word. V is at least on topic, though.    Yeah, I've spent... V really is like its own little culture. Well, I mean, that's what I love about 4chan in general. Every board has its own culture. I've got a friend, John, who's a gigantic TV board-goer. And all the time, he'll tell me about these jokes that... I don't know how anyone lives on TV. Monkey's a TV guy, too. They've got their own culture, dude. TV is awful. It seems... Okay, everyone says that... That board, it's like literally... It's literally 50% Bane posting. You're right. And 50% is this Kino.  You're missing the... Oh, God, what's that guy's name? Like, there's that pedophile from the Nickelodeon Network. Like, there's posting about him all the time. I don't know who you're talking about. I mean, Bane posting's a... There's like a...  People from TV correct me in the comments. I forget what it is. Third Night Rises came out in, like, 2011. It's become its own universe, dude. It became real, as I think Monkey documented in one of his recent videos. Yeah, the porno parody. Well, the porno... But even more than that, there was an incident of a plane crash with no survivors over Le Bain in France. Oh, yeah. And at the wreckage site, you could see, like, guys who look like Dr. Pawel and CIA in the crowd. And the flight number was for you. So, like, their efforts made this thing real. It became real. It was a... What's the word? It's like a standalone complex. That's... Yeah. That's what it is. Yeah. So... But yeah, so you've been on V forever. Yeah. And, oh, I was going to say A, to a lesser degree. Yeah, I've been on A forever. And also Fit.  You worshiped the altar of Ziz. I actually was...  I respect him. He made some mistakes, which got him killed, unfortunately. What did he die from? Well, he had, like, a heart issue. And he was in a Bangladesh brothel. And he was doing a bunch of, like, speed or something? Of course. Of course. Of course. What better fate for a member of Fit... It's a good way to go. But to die... It's a good way to go.  And, like, his... So, every Fit, this is why you worship him. Of course. He lived the dream. And he... He died the dream. He died the dream. His heart, like, blew or something. But actually, you know, much more than Ziz...  I don't know, man. I hope he died. I don't know. I don't know if that was in the police reports. I'd like to find out, though. I'd like to go investigate with those... You know, Monkey wants to travel to Isla Vista to interview the people to find out what was really going down with Elliot that fateful day. I got to go to Bangladesh and talk some prostitutes for a little bit. But really, Scooby 1961, or just Scooby, is my real fitness hero who I've been watching for many years. He is a god of fitness. He taught me everything I know. Like, the sticky on Fit has a link to a bunch of stuff that's relevant. I read Starting Strength and all that stuff. But Scooby's videos were really what taught me piece by piece. And, you know, I've got a long way to go.  I can lose 10 pounds. What body are you trying to get? I would, like... Well, I mean, I know he's a meme, but, like, Vegan Gaines has a great body. Or Jack's Blade has, like, a great body. I'd like to get that. Jack's Blade is, like, maximum...  I mean, he's super cut, which is great. I don't know if you're trying to be, like, a cut guy. No, I am going for cut guy. I'm purely interested in these things. Maybe you do have a long way to go. I have no interest whatsoever in, like, functional strength.  I'm only interested in looking pretty. So, everybody, if you care about fitness, Scooby 1961 on YouTube, he's a god. Let me tell you the quick pitch for this guy. He cares about fitness incredibly, dedicatedly, his whole life is devoted to it. That's actually not true. He's an engineer, which he... That's, like, actually a great thing about the guy.  And he's totally dedicated to doing it all for almost free, as little as possible. Like, he's about getting you fit for free.   And he's a hero for doing so. You ever end a Hodge Twins? Actually, yeah, but I usually watch their... I watch a little bit of their fitness stuff. I was always more interested in their... I'm doing the head shake thing. Walls deep! Them sugar walls! Yeah, I have watched a lot of their stuff.  For fitness a little bit, but Scooby's the best. You can't do better than Scooby. I think maybe part of the reason I've never gotten fit is that the only fitness channel I follow is BroScience. It leads you down a dark path. Yeah. Well, because I had friends who were big into fitness and fit, so I know all these guys you're talking about just from them, but the only one I actually followed was BroScience. BroScience is definitely the funniest one, but he'll put you in... not T-Rex mode, the opposite of T-Rex mode, where you only work out your upper body and don't do legs.  Sometimes guys who are intense into fitness can get a little too caught up in the game. You've got to learn to enjoy life sometimes. I'm just saying BroScience's life is there to remind us of that sometimes.   Yeah, so you spent all that time on fit. Yep. You've learned how to be a fit boy. More or less, yeah. I'm surprised you're not going for Commina body. Well, don't trust me. I've analyzed Commina's body. Commina is really not that fit. You can get way more fit than Commina's level. Yeah. But I mean, one of my goals in life is to be able to do a decent Commina cosplay. I think you're close. You just need to lose a little mid-section weight. That's true.  I'm not doing the tattoos. That's something I think about doing that. I love Commina. I want to be him. He's my hero. That was like... There you go. My brother Victor, like his whole high school career, was I got to get Commina's body and get the tattoos. One of those guys, yeah. You know, I was never... The guy who really got me... I started my whole fitness journey, and I went on and off of it. But it started in really an elementary school.  But like an elementary school, when I saw DBZ. And specifically... Everybody, man. It was Goku. Everybody who grew up on DBZ. Like, what the hell? Yeah, I didn't watch Dragon Ball. I had just seen DBZ. And we were moving around. My parents were moving us around a little bit. And we didn't have cable for a long time. And occasionally, I had seen the show. And when I would go over to a friend's house, I would see the show called Dragon Ball Z. And I was like, what is this thing? This looks crazy. Like, I remember being blown away by the fact that there were like, a story that continued between episodes. Yeah.  And I just...   I was like, I want to train. I want to be strong like this guy. So the first time I started going to the gym was when I was like... younger than 12, like 10. And I didn't do it very long at that point. But that was when the seed was planted that would bloom to an extent later on. Do you think Dragon Ball Z has done more for fitness than Naruto has done for ramen? Absolutely, yes. Absolutely, yes. I mean, I have never eaten... This is personal, but I have never eaten ramen because of Naruto, but I have worked out because of DBZ. So that's what I think. Well, I have the opposite experience. Oh, really? I've never worked out a day in my life, but I've eaten tons of ramen. The funny thing about ramen was... I don't know how much it was because of Naruto. I didn't even realize that Naruto was like a reference to like a thing in ramen. You would have known that if you read Shonen Jump because they explained it all the time. Well, I mean, I read the Naruto chapters, but I didn't study them.  Oh, okay, so yeah, I never got the books. I read it all online as soon as I... I got into Naruto kind of late. It was after my whole adult swim phase. What I meant by read Shonen Jump is like the actual magazine that was published in America. That would have explained to me. I remember the day that I realized that there was something funny about Naruto's name and it was when like years and years later it was when Jiraiya dies like way later in the series in Shippuden when Naruto...  That's still weird to me that that thing is a Naruto because I don't even have that association in my brain.  It's all connected. Did you go back to chapter one at all?  Yeah man, so DBZ inspired it. Yep. Fit stoked the flames.  But you have... I would say would you say that you're... I mean your origins as a fitness guy are obviously more aesthetic and psychological. Yes. But you talk about fitness more in philosophical terms these days I would say. Sure, sure. Like it's good... like if you want to maximize happiness in your life being a fit is a good way to help. Well in just the general like humans should all be trying to better themselves. Right, sure.  Well I mean when I was 10 I wasn't really interested in the future of humanity. Exactly. So I'm curious about like I mean normally with these interviews I sort of towards the beginning go through your whole life.  I don't know how much this will be a repeat from the Ben interview because of course Ben Saint is my older brother. Ben mostly started from like college so if you want to start younger or later I don't know. Well you know okay when I was a kid my parents moved around a bunch and I know Ben was kind of kind of carted along with him but that was when he was very young. By the time I was born we had moved back to or maybe like just after what is the difference in age between you and Ben? Ben and I are about two years different. So yeah right about two years. We had moved back to Massachusetts I think we lived in like Texas for a little bit essentially like where my parents had started from because my dad he's a psychologist and he was working for this company that had like a lot of chains kind of across the country and so you know he just got shipped from a bunch of those around but that company closed down and so he moved back and started his own practice in Massachusetts. So you know I grew up there in this kind of in this town Rehoboth in this little it's kind of pretty rural like there's lots of farms in the town and stuff.


So you just wanna crash into something, not a problem. For this example, let's just pretend the main character is a cube.  Well, the first thing that you should do before colliding with the enemy is create a tag for them. So go up here, add tag and type in the word enemy. Next thing you gotta do is make sure that you and your enemy have colliders. Most objects come with one by default. If it doesn't, you can add one here and there are four types, box, sphere, capsule and mesh. So if you have a weird shaped 3D object that isn't really shaped like a box or a capsule, you can just pick a mesh collider. And when you check convex, it will generate a collider shape based on your mesh. Regardless of what collider you have, just make sure that trigger is set to true. Next thing you gotta do is make sure that the thing that you are colliding with has a rigid body. When an object has a rigid body, it just means that it's affected by the physics engine. So if you play the game now, the evil ball will fall through the ground. That is because it is now affected by gravity.  Okay, the collision ritual is now complete. Next thing we gotta do is type in our code. So go down, create a new C sharp script, name it something like collision, drag it onto your character. And then in the code, I'm gonna show you three different types of collision. The first is void on trigger, enter. And the second is on trigger, stay. And the last is on trigger, exit. Let's start with enter. Here's how this works. Every time your main character collides with some other rigid body, whatever code is inside here is what's gonna happen. So let's say that we wanna check if we bumped into our enemies. To ask that, we just type, if other.gameobject.tag equals equals enemy, then let's just print the words in it. And just to show you how the other ones work, let's copy and paste things over here. And instead of print and enter, let's print the words stay and exit. Okay, so here's the difference. Between these three collisions, trigger, enter is only called on the first frame of collision. Trigger, stay is called every frame of the collision. And trigger, exit is only called on the last frame of collision. If you save the game now and run it, here is what you will see. If we run into the ball, you'll see that as soon as we've bumped into it, the enter collision code activates. And because we are still touching it, the stay code is also happening. If we stop touching it, the exit code happens, and the stay code no longer activates because we're no longer touching. So this happens each time the objects collide. So enter happens once on the first frame of collision, exit happens once on the last frame, and stay happens every frame of collision. And that's really it. I use this code a lot for my missiles. Each missile has a hitbox. And when that hitbox detects an enemy hitbox, I use on trigger enter to activate subtracting health from the enemy or blow the missile up. And the collider doesn't have to be the same shape as your object. You can use just a square or a capsule for your character, even if your object is more complicated. Users less process and power, and lots of games have done it this way. So just pick a shape that works best for you. Doesn't have to be complicated, but either way, hope that helps and as always, hope you have a fantastic day and I'll see you around.


Fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty hyo silver! The Lone Ranger! With his faithful Indian companion, Toto, the daring and resourceful mass writer of the plains led the fight for law and order in the early western United States. Nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse Silver! The Lone Ranger rides again! Colonel Mark Belton, who had won the Army nickname of Old Iron Pants from his hard-riding campaigns against hostile Indians, pointed out a map which hung in his headquarters at Fort Reynolds. He was saying, he'll proceed west by southwest from the fort, following the old Comanche trail through tensely path. Well that is the most direct line of march, sir, but... But what? It'll take us through the Comanche's reservation and under the terms of the existing treaty, no soldiers out of put-put there as long as the Indians remain peaceable. Your blazes with a treaty! I don't intend to go three or four hundred miles out of the way just to observe those idiotic peace terms. Here's come! Major Hatfield's compliments. Yes, yes, Sergeant Groove. What have you to report? Eight new men just arrived at the fort under the charge of Corporal Mark Smith. What do they like? Four immigrants, sir. They can't speak English. Three talk and act as though they'd been recruited from the dead rabbit gang in New York. Corporal Smith is the only soldier among them. Yes, he'd probably have listed under the alias. We had to bring this quite around where I can inspect it from the window. And they said they mean the company's candidate. Yes. Colonel, do you really mean to take those rookies on the march to Fort Greystone? Indeed I do. I'll make them break them in a hurry. All right!  They look like the slats in an old picket fence. What? Colonel Squadril carries himself smartly. He has an intelligent face. No. No, it can't be. Colonel, you're real. Let me steady you. Stand aside, Captain Wilson. Why are you staring at Corporal Smith? Smith. Smith. That man is Mark Belton, Jr., my only son. Your son, sir. And he's in the ranks? A lily-livered coward should be in the disoriented grave from which President Lincoln spared him. Colonel, if you'll excuse me now. No, Captain, stay and hear me. This is something of which I must leave my mind. Very well, sir. That craven paltoon out there was in my command during the closing months of the Civil War. I had hoped to send him to West Point, but he enlisted under me against my wishes. I see. At his first sight of the Confederate cavalry, he turned his horse and fled from the field. He must have been very young at the time. He was 16. But his youth was no excuse for his cowardice. Dumber boys of 12 and 13 often distinguish themselves by their valour. I was very much afraid the first time I went under fire. You didn't turn tail. But he did. Because I always felt that I was a father of every man in the regiment, I treated him as I would any other soldier. That was your duty. Martin Belton, Jr. was court-muscled and justly sentenced to death. But the President pardoned him. What happened then, sir? He was given a bob-tail discharge. Colonel, your son is five years older now. Perhaps he re-enlisted under a false name because he has found his courage and hopes to redeem his honor. I'd like to think so. But no, once a coward, always a coward. What do you propose to do with him now? I'll reveal his true identity. Even though it means it is vile record in my relationship to him, we come known to every soldier on the frontier. I'll have him from dead of the fort. I understand your feeling, Colonel Belton, but I'd like to give the boy a chance. Yeah? You want to become the foster father of the shameful creature at his own? He said it? You may say so. Maybe he is your responsibility. Now pass the word that we march at dawn. It was late on the following afternoon when Colonel Belton's cavalrymen and field wagons reached Hensley Pass. The Colonel's son rode in the advanced guard under the direct command of Captain Wilkes. He kept to himself until the captain called him to one side. They are riding stirrup to stirrup. The commissioned officer and corporal were able to talk without being overheard by the others. Tugging at his horseshoe-shaped moustache, the captain said, Young man, your father recognized you yesterday. I know it, sir. I saw him looking through the window at headquarters. He told me what happened during the Civil War. Why are you here? I was assigned to his command by accident. But I'm glad now that we're together again. He doesn't share that feeling. I'll make him proud of me yet, I swear. Captain, believe me, I didn't desert in the face of the enemy. I'll admit I was scared, but I didn't leave him. What happened? The horse I rode into the fight was a remount. It had never been under fire before and bolted at the first volley from the enemy. I lost the reins. The horse carried me to the rear before I was able to get it under control again.  Yes, sir. But it carried no weight. The advocates sneered and said that it was as much a crime for a cavalryman to let his horse run away as to run away himself. Corporal? Hey, look up ahead, sir. Mask man. There's an Indian with him. Sergeant Drew, ride back and get the Colonel while we capture that pair. Yes, sir. Detachment, raw revolvers. At the gallop. What? Mask man and the Indian afraid up. Up with your hands, you two. All hands are up. True power. If he becomes on the men, Captain, there's no need for that. We're friends. You look like outlaws to me. Why are you wearing a mask? Before we go into that, I'd like to make a report to the officer in command. Here he comes now, Colonel Belton. Kimosabi. Him, Colonel, soldiers called. Old iron pants. Yes, I've heard of him. Hurley! Hurley! Hurley! Every witch, who is this man? I don't know, sir. But he says he has something to report. The LBC. Colonel, you violated the Comanche Treaty. What do it? By riding along the edge of the reservation, my friend and I noticed looking glass and smoke signals in the mountains. We investigated it. Yes. We found that Comanche Scouts were watching your column and calling the tribe together. Right now, Chief Kwana is moving against you. You would better turn back. Hey, what new advice from a man as civilian? Here is a silver bullet, sir. It may identify me. Hey, recognize me and only by their uniforms in Sydney and on it. May I have the captain's permission to speak to the Colonel, sir? Certainly, Corporal. Colonel Belton, sir. I served under General Miles before I was transferred to your command. Oh, did you, Corporal Smith? Yes, sir. During the Sioux War, a masked man saved my company from an Indian trap. He, too, used silver bullets in his cartridges, rode a white stallion and had an Indian friend. I've heard of that incident, Colonel. It's only another Barric Room legion. You idea that the Army has a champion in the person of a masked man must have been born from the wishful thinking of college and circus. Colonel, you may be going to your death with your command.  Now clear out of this pass or I'll have my men arrest you and strip that mask from your face. Very well, sir. Let's go, Donald. Come on, silver. Come on, scouts. Have it. Resume your duties. Detachment at the trap. What? Oh! Come on. As the column continued its march, the lone ranger and turtle reached on ahead of the advance guard. Soon they reached a broad valley from which they had entered the pass after discovering that there were soldiers in it. Out of the dead vegetation which stood shoulder high in some parts of the lowlands, a score of painted warriors suddenly rose and blocked their way. Only two had firearms. They discharged their weapons wildly. The others let loose a flight of arrows. One iron-tipped shaft struck the cattle of the lone ranger's saddle, making itself in a leather-covered wood. Disregarding it, he brought silver around in a tight half-circle and headed him away from the Indians and trod the heights overlooking the pass. Follow me, fellow. Come on. Get him on scout. At that moment, a horde of mottled command chiefs swept down into the valley from the opposite slope, turning the lone ranger quicker to gun three times. He hoped not only to warn the soldiers, but to entice the Indians into a chase. But Chief Juana's brave refused the bait. They rode on into the pass as the masked man and his friend reached the top of a cliff and drew rain. Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! The top of the cliff pointed toward the other end of 10-sleep pass. Look, Kim and Tubby. Can't be more Indian there. I'm riding on a soldier from behind. The soldiers in the rear guard see them. They open fire. And what we do? We can serve the troops best by staying here. Only one Indian out of 10 has a rifle. Their arrows would be deadly if they shot down into the pass from these cliffs. Isn't that right? They use these rocks for cover, fight any attempt the command chiefs make to flank the column and gain the high ground.  The lone ranger and tauto yank repeating rifles from saddle scabbards and unrolled the oiled silk in which they had been wrapped for greater protection against dust and dampness. The wagon train and the sporting troops came to a halt. Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! Captain Wilkes was shot in. Colonel, there are hundreds of Indians at the mouth of the pass ahead of us.  There's just many behind us at the other end of the pass. Staying on a rifle range. Perhaps we should charge them. I think that's what they want us to do. If you doubt, nobody's tuned to one. We'll stay in the center of the pass where they can't surround us. We'll barricade the pass at both ends of the column. Captain, dismount! Forces end horse holdings at the center of the column. Wagonies set up a barricade! As the cavalrymen on the advance and rear guards dismounted, the mule skinners built walls of wagons, boxes, and barrels across the pass at both ends of the column providing the troopers with protection against the Indians' arrows. Then the colonel hurried from the front of the wagon crane to inspect the defences at the opposite end of the canyon. Meanwhile, Chief Kwana had hit upon the idea of shooting down into the cavalry column from the bluffs, which rose to a great height on both sides of the pass. The chief saw that any Indians who followed the paths, which led directly to the tops of the bluffs, would be exposed to the fire of the soldiers at close range. So he sent a small party with bows and arrows to hot a safe way to reach the high ground. From their place of concealment, the lone ranger and tata watched the warriors steal upward toward them via a route which was hidden from the cavalrymen. As they leveled their winchesters, the masked man said, Tata, we'll try to guard them back without killing any of them. Commander, I'll be close now. All right, open fire. Taken by surprise in an exposed position, most of the Indians broke and fled at once, but two young warriors came on, apparently believing that the misdirected shots were being fired by poor marksmen. Better we shoot. No, on your feet. As the lone ranger and tata scrambled to their feet, the brave sprang over the barricade.  The curtain falls on the first act of our lone ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. All to continue. Colonel Belton's cavalry column had been trapped in ten-sleeved pass by Chief Kwana, the Comanche and his braves. On a clip overlooking the battlefield, the lone ranger and tata fought hand-to-hand with two warriors who had tried to get above the soldiers. As one of them struck with a war club, the masked man raised his rifle with both hands, protecting his head. The blow fell on the barrel of the Winchester, knocking it from the lone ranger's grasp. The Comanche's straightened and tried to raise the spike-studded club again. Oh, you don't. Catching hold of the Indians' war club with his left hand, the lone ranger brought his right fist up from his knee. His knuckles smashed into the warrior's painted face. All right. The Comanche let go of his murderous weapon and staggered back. Before he could recover, the masked man sprang up on him and stripped him of the knife, bow, and arrow-filled quiver which he carried. In the meantime, Tata had succeeded in disarming the other brave and pushed his prisoner forward. Now, what? What do we do with them? Say that they are free to go. How, ma? To throw that? Still silent, the two beaten warriors throwed away without a backward glance. Sun's going down. What do you think Indians do? I don't know, Kimosabe. Chief Kwanah has a lot of fighting men. He overwhelmed the cavalry by sheer weather numbers, if he chose. Him like to save warriors' lives. What's happening down in the past? Look, soldier lead fire in line. Yes, I see him. Trying to reach a wounded man who lies between the Indians and the troops. Now, Comanche, slip out from other side. The Indian is also trying to reach the wounded soldier. Him carry coup stick. If him finish off wounded soldier and touch him with stick, it counters victory for him. He and the soldier who left the line now see each other. Better we shoot Comanche. No, both sides have quit firing. Each wants its man to have a fair chance. Sometimes Indian chiefs fight like that in wars between tribes. That soldier is wearing two yellow chevrons. He's a corporal who knew about me. He crawls through rocks now. Him close to Indian. The Comanche has the advantage because the corporal is trying to protect his wounded comrade. Neither the Indian nor the corporals in the position to fire effectively. Now there's only one big stone between them. The Comanche is going to fire through a crevice in the rock. Corporal hit, him fall flat, drop rifle. The Indian is rushing him with a knife. Now Corporal go on one knee and draw a revolver. They're fighting hand to hand. Corporal hold Indian's knife hand. Indian grab gun. The Indian is down. Maybe other Comanche shoot Corporal now. No, I doubt it. Chief Kwana has a high sense of honor and respects courage. Look, Corporal pick up other wounded man. Him stagger back to army line with them. Indians at this end of the pass aren't raising a hand to stop him. Him safe now. Other soldiers help other fellow through line. A lull followed the single-handed combat between the lines. But the Comanches continue to block both ends of the pass in great force, pinning the cavalrymen to their defensive position. As night began to close in on the beleaguered soldiers, Colonel Belton, who had been directing operations at the rear of the column, turned his horse back toward Captain Wilkes Company. Near a dressing station, which the regimental surgeon had set up among the wagons, he came upon his son. He drew rain. What are you doing here, Corporal Smith? I'm going to the dressing station, sir. Don't tell me that you have been honestly wounded. No, it isn't much, sir. Just my shoulder. Hey, let me see it. Yes, sir. There are powder birds on your blouse. The muzzle of the gun that fired a bullet into your shoulder wasn't far from you. No, sir.  Nothing's been close to our lines. I can explain it. No doubt, no doubt. You blamed the horse once for your desertion on the field of action. I suppose a horse shot you. Colonel, I... That's a self-inflicted wound. You wounded yourself to escape the danger on the firing line. Well, it's my duty to shoot you away if stand. Please listen, Father. Don't call me, Father.  I know it's useless to try to talk to you, but Captain Wilkes knows the truth. Ask him how I received that wound. Wilkes is soft. Now, see your prayers. God forgive you. Go on and shoot. No, I can't do it. I can. But there's another way. I've ejected five of the six cartridges in this revolver. Take it. Go. As young Mark Beltin accepted the gun, he looked steadily into his father's grim face. I understand, sir. You expect me to die by my own hand or at the hands of the kind? The choice is you. Go. Yes, sir. Standing stiffly erect, the Corporal saluted the Colonel, then made an about face and marched off toward the shadowy cliffs. For many minutes, Colonel Beltin stood motionless beside his horse, straining his ears for a single gunshot or a triumphant howl from the Indians. Then Hoof strung toward him from the front line. Colonel Beltin, is that you? Yes, Captain Wilkes. Where did you do it for? All's quiet now at the upper end of the pass. Have you seen your son? I have no issue. And you don't know? Know what? While you were at the rear of the column, your boy rescued Sergeant Drew. What? The Sergeant had been wounded and left behind when the advance guard was forced back. I don't believe it. It's a truth, sir. I saw what he did. In order to reach the Sergeant, he had to meet one of Kwanas Braves in single combat. Get it, Wilkes? What's that for? I murdered my son. Meanwhile, the lone ranger and toddler continued their watch on top of the cliff. The masked man was sane. Listen, Otto, someone is climbing up the cliff. He got boots on. Must be soldier. That's the corporal who knew about me. Come over here, corporal. We're friends. Yes, my friend and I have been guarding the high ground. I hoped I'd find you. What are you doing here? I was ordered out of the lines. This is what happened. After hearing the corporal's story, the lone ranger bandaged his wound with a handful of cartridges. You may need them before the night is over. I'm ready to use them now. No matter what my father did to me, I want to save him and the men in his command. I understand. Otto, you better scut around the mouth of the pass. Indian, plenty quiet there. That's just it. When Comanches are quiet, they're more than ever dangerous. Ah, we find out. A half hour later, Otto was back with news that all of the Indians had withdrawn from the end of the pass to the slopes of the valley beyond and appeared to be ready to ride at the moment's notice. The corporal was excited. Now the troops can get out of the trap and fight in the open. I'll go back to town. No, wait, corporal. Otto, do you hear that noise? Ah, me here? Plenty cattle come this way. Cattle don't move at night unless they're driven. Who'd be driving them? The Indians. They rounded up several thousand head of cattle, which the government recently sent to the reservation for food. What good will a cattle do them in a fight? One of Conor's favorite tricks is to make an attack behind the screen of cattle. One of the herd's damn pitted into the pass. What if that happens? Then your father's command will be wiped out to the last man. No, sir. Corporal, not behind me. Sir, he's shot. He's shot. What do we do? Go to the mouth of the pass. I have a plan. A silver and scout bore their riders down from the cliff. The Comanche's cattle drive near the entrance to Penn's sleep pass. The Indians, who had been waiting on the slopes of the valley, converged on the flanks and rear of the herd, shooting, yelling and waving blankets. Conor's warriors spread terror through the herd. In bellowing panic, the longhorns fled before them. Heads tossing, hooves trampling down the tall grass and brush. The stampeding cattle and their savage drivers were a half mile away when the masked man and his friends reached the low ground. He was shouting, We'll fire the grass ahead of the herd. Then let me turn up for a mess. We haven't time to stop. Father, use your canteen to wet the loop end of your lariat. Then wad up the oil silk you had around your rifle and cast the rope to it. I'll do the same. Without slackening the speed of their horses, the lone reindeer and his Indian companion made the preparation which he had ordered. Then they touched matches to the balls of cloth and trailed them along behind through the tinder drive agitation. Soon two trails of fire marked their course. The cork rolled back. The grass is blazing halfway across the valley. Fire running cattle. The herd is gaining on us. Faster, sooner, faster. Get him up, scoundrel. Then the sudden gust of wind ripped out of the pass into the bottleneck of the valley, tanning the blazing grass. The twin lines of fire mobbed, overlapped, and became a high wall of flame which raced back toward the onrushing cattle. Look! The herd is splitting! Some cattle turn back. Some head for high ground. The Indians are running for their lives. Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! Okay, silly big fella. It'll be a long time before Quannock can reorganize his warriors. Now you won, mister. The troops can move out of the pass now. Some come out now. Yes, the advanced guard. There's Captain Wilts and my father. Oh! Oh! Oh! Colonel, they're the mass band of Indian friends. There's a soldier on the shores. I'll get down now, mister. Mark! Mark, my boy. I thought you... May I have the Captain's permission to speak to the Colonel, sir? Permission? Sir, from now on, nothing will stand between us. I'm as proud of what you did today as I am sorry for what I did. Sir, I... I only tried to live up to the name, I bear. Now it's for me to try to live up to your name. Give me your hands, sir. As the Mark Beltan senior and junior, Colonel and Corporal chuck hands and tears melted from the battle-hardened eyes of old iron pants. Captain Wilts turned to the Lone Ranger. Mister, we were watching from the mouth of the pass when you set the fire that saved us. You were three against thousands. Captain, we wanted to say both the troops and Comanches. Even though the Indians were in the right, a victory over your cavalry would have led to their destruction by other soldiers. This trouble could have been afforded by respecting Kwana's treaty rights. Yes, it's true, mister. I admit that I was wrong. Wrong about my son, wrong about the Indians, and wrong about you. If I had followed you at last... It's not too late to turn back out of the reservation. Are there any Comanches behind your column now? No, none, sir. I just received a report that all the Indians at the rear disappeared after the fire started. We'll move off the Indian lands at once. The fire will burn out as soon as it sweeps the valley. Little has been lost in the action at 10 sleep pass. I hope that much has been gained. Adios, gentlemen. Goodbye, sir. Father, yes, sir. Here's your revolver. You'll find silver bullets in the chambers you unloaded. Silver bullets, Mark? What do they mean? They mean that all of us saw our lives to the Lone Ranger. This is a feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated, created by George W. Trenville, produced by Trenville Campbell Enterprises, directed by Charles D. Livingston, and edited by Fran Stryker. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Grace Beamer.