"OK, you can do this." Wheatley said to himself.

"It's just a speech, in front of thousands of people, explaining how we uncovered Pluot's abuse of radio technology when all we were trying to do was save our daughter- I can't do this! "

"Psst, you're on!"

Interview Transcript

"Good morning Detroit! I'm Lance Thunder, your host for today. Our first guest is an unlikely hero who's panicked phone call uncovered a statewide conspiracy. Come on out Mr. Newell!"

"Uh, hello Lance." The guest in question nervously walked onstage. "And just Wheatley is fine."

"Alright then, Wheatley it is! Folks, as you're no doubt aware, technology giant Pluot Inc. was recently discovered to be hijacking several satellites and radio towers in some sort of massive eavesdropping scheme. Everyone was completely unaware they were being spied on, and they might have stayed that way if not for this man's call to the FCC. Roll the clip!

"Hello, hello?" Wheatley's voice came over the speakers. "You've gotta help me, we've been bugged! They've called my daughter, they want something from her- I've got no clue how they found us! It must have been our radio tower-"

"Calm down sir!" Came the voice of the FCC worker. "Who exactly called your daughter?"

"Some company, Pretar, or Pluto, or...Pluot! Yeah, that was it. I shoulda known something like this would happen, our radio signal's been wonky for weeks!"

"That phone call prompted an investigation of Pluot's radio usage, and the CEO conveniently disappeared the next day." Lance turned to his guest. "So, Breadly."

"Wheatley."

"Right. So, how did all of this happen? What phone call were you talking about?"

"Ah, that. See, they got some sort of signal, and they thought Sophie knew where it came from. When she wouldn't help them for money, they, uh, threatened her. That was when I called for help."

"Do you know what they were looking for?"

"N-no," Wheatley replied nervously, "you said so yourself, there was nothing there but an old shed. Probably just some drone's last cry for help." He chuckled nervously. "Any more questions?"

"Yes." Lance replied. "Do you think this has any connection to that other radio hijack 15 years ago?"

"Uh…"