"We'd need to keep him contained in a cell where he couldn't scratch or bite anyone," Ravi says, seeing as that's what it really boils down to. "I mean, or have sex with, but I imagine if Major hits that state, no one's really going to want to tap that, six pack or no six pack," he deadpans.

The jail cells are the best he's thinking about, unless they can somehow fashion straps or metallic cuffs. "Let's try not to go down that road, maybe?"