“Let's get this started, people. It won't be long before we all lose our minds.”

“You get lazy, you get sad. Start givin' up. Plain and simple.”

“We'll start firing till they drop or we drop.”

“No. I kind of accepted it, in a way. That saving you was worth losing what we might've had.”

“I think we should take a break, fill our little tummies and drink up.”

“Just go with it', he thought. 'You won't figure out anything if you give in to fear'.”

“Yeah, right," Minho said. "And Frypan's gonna start having little babies, Winston'll get rid of his monster acne, and Thomas here'll actually smile for once."Thomas turned to Minho and exaggerated a fake smile. "There, you happy?""Dude," he responded. "You are one ugly shank.”