the brothers after lights-out: "we got to hold on to our urine"
The key datum is that the O.N.A.N.T.A. guy didn’t actually extract urine samples from us. We got to hold on to our urine, as the Moms no doubt knows quite well, don’t kid yourself, from C.T.
Context
The whole crisis pivots on a bodily fluid nobody actually collected. "The key datum is that the O.N.A.N.T.A. guy didn't actually extract urine samples from us. We got to hold on to our urine" — a reprieve measured in retained piss. In the governance economy of the athletic body, urine is the currency of guilt and innocence, and the single most consequential fact of the week is that theirs stayed inside them a while longer. The body's waste is the thing the institution wants, and keeping it is a victory.