Baby if you've ever wondered, wondered what ever became of me. I'm living on the air in Cincinnati, Cincinnati WKRP. Got time and tired of packing and unpacking. Town to town, up and down the dial. Maybe you and me were never meant to be, But baby think of me once in a while. I'm in WKRP in Cincinnati.
Here's how it is: Earth got used up, so we terraformed a whole new galaxy of Earths, some rich and flush with the new technologies, some not so much. Central Planets, them was formed the Alliance, waged war to bring everyone under their rule; a few idiots tried to fight it, among them myself. I'm Malcolm Reynolds, captain of Serenity. Got a good crew: fighters, pilot, mechanic. We even picked up a preacher, and a bona fide companion. There's a doctor, too, took his genius sister out of some Alliance camp, so they're keeping a low profile. You got a job, we can do it, don't much care what it is.
This is Herman Brooks. Herman is just like the rest of us. Everyday he has to make all kinds of decisions like what to wear, whom to date and when to panic. Now these decisions should be easy but if you take a look inside Herman's head, you'll see why he sometimes has trouble making up his mind. Sometimes they agree... usually they don't. But the struggle is going on inside all of us and it's all going on inside Herman's head.