But bottle three is spared the cruel purgatories of his brothers. A truck brings him to a plant where he and his companions are squeezed flat and compressed into a block. Okay, this sounds pretty bad, too, but hang in there. It gets better. The blocks are shredded into tiny pieces, which are washed and melted, so they become the ________ that can be used again. As if by magic, bottle three is now ready to be _______ as something completely new. For this bit of plastic with such humble origins, suddenly the sky is the limit.