| Jane: Throw down your hat to the highest point of the Midnight Crew. |
304 |
| ==> |
283 |
| ==> |
299 |
| Years in the present... |
276 |
| OK. I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING. |
300 |
| ==> |
277 |
| ==> |
283 |
| ANYWAY, BACK TO THE BALCONY. |
315 |
| mister john, respectfully ask that you please stand up. |
276 |
| Roxy: Take journals. |
275 |
| ==> |
314 |
| WV: Captchalogue can of gravy. Just pick it up. |
333 |
| ==> |
365 |
| John: W8 around for anything dad may have left behind |
279 |
| BOY, YOU'RE BEING VERY STUPID. |
278 |
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320 |
| ==> ==> |
284 |
| Jack: Carve pumpkin. |
274 |
| John: Pick up car. |
279 |
| ==> |
280 |