| Dave: Receive transfer from John. He has plenty. |
220 |
| Rose: Retrieve arms from... |
237 |
| WAIT. TAKE THAT. THE ROBOT GOES CRAZY. |
239 |
| SO IN THE BITCHES. |
257 |
| John: Bone up on Nannaquin, see what's inside! |
266 |
| John: Attempt to open cans. |
259 |
| PM?: Prepare to tidy up. |
256 |
| John: Proceed to second gate. |
244 |
| Years in the present... |
254 |
| Jade: Combine Charles Dutton and sooth specs. |
237 |
| John: Fondly regard desert night. |
306 |
| Rose: Prepare for a new friend. |
264 |
| Months in the car. |
252 |
| LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. WE HAVE A SUPERIOR WEAPON. |
243 |
| And pages and pages. |
294 |
| Roxy: Succumb to unfathomable bloodlust. |
242 |
| John: Look at the other half of your own pee for the citizen cans. |
241 |
| John: Spy in the future... |
224 |
| AR?: Doff your hat in disgust. |
249 |
| Jade: Locate and feed the devilbeast you call it the slammer when you are extra angry at crimes. |
219 |