Sarah: I have a plan that is stupid & reckless, but what the hell? We�re going to get into the demented prep�s hideout, offer to trade the people with the bags & possibly Darrell-
Darrell: No you won�t!
Sarah: Okay then�anyways, we offer a 3 or 4 for 2 trade, & if they refuse, we just shield our eyes, take the bags off & run like hell!
Justine: Why do all your sentences end with �hell�?
Sarah: Because I like the word hell.
Cat: What�s hell anyways?
John: It�s how Paul looks!
Lauren: Just because he�s been silenced doesn�t mean he can�t-oh, wait-don�t want to put ideas in his head.
John: Can we go now? This BITES!
(Back to the last scene, the demented preps & their prisoners walk into a clearing, where the sinister Victorian-looking factory that is their hideout looms above them all, & they enter.)
Leader: Put those captives in the dungeon!
Lackeys: Yeah!
(Siobhan & Ringo are placed in a large livestock pen intended for irate cows, where another, &  rather ugly prisoner with buck teeth & a pointy nose sits.)
Siobhan: Beav-I mean, Ariel! What are you in for?
Ariel: Waiting for my vivisection, but no one can stand me, so they keep delaying it.
Ringo: I can see why�
Ariel: You�re no prize yourself, fulgy!
Siobhan: Shut up!...when do we get fed?
Ariel: Half past a monkey�s ass-
Ringo: Just because you look like a beaver doesn�t mean you can mouth off to me! Ugh�speaking of mouths�
(Back in the forest�)
Brian: We�ll have to track those demented children down. Oi, here�s their footprints!
Sarah: Good! Let�s follow.
(The footprints lead straight into a tree.)
Lauren: Either those kids are really dumb or they made decoy tracks.
Sarah: John, could I borrow yer cat for a while?
John: Yes, please do!
Cat: I�m not John�s cat, John is my human�
(The Cat starts purring though, due to being petted by Sarah.)
Sarah: You�ve got a good nose, right? Let�s go up ahead & find Ringo & Siobhan�s smells.
Cat: What do they smell like?
John: Shit, she doesn�t know. Anyone have something of Siobhan or Ringo�s?
(Paul holds up a ball of Siobhan�s hair proudly.)
Darrell: That would be creepy except I have one of those too.
Brian: & here�s Ringo�s hankie. What? I borrowed it from when I had a cold.
Cat: I smell �em now! I wondered what smelled ugly�
(They begin to follow the Cat as she sniffs her way through the woods.)
Sarah: So what are you going to call her, John?
John: Brat! No, Sid�uh, damn�
Sarah: Never mind. Hey, Cat! See if you can hurry! We have to get Siobhan back!
(Speaking of Siobhan, a half hour has passed, & the prisoners grudgingly sit on opposite sides of their pen, Siobhan & Ringo together facing Ariel.)
Ringo: Since they do the dissections by beauty, I guess you�re first to go dear�
Ariel: Look at them, the stupid preps. They are all a bunch of toilet scrubbing assmasters!
Siobhan (crying): I�m gonna die. We�re all gonna die.
Ringo: Ssh! It�s okay! Someone always has a plan.
Lackey: Hey you! Yeah, with the nose! No the guy! Yeah-come with me!
Siobhan: NO! DON�T GO!
Ringo: Goodbye luv. See you soon.
Lackey: Come on Shorty! Up on the table!
(Since Ringo is surrounded by insane middle schoolers, he obeys & lays down on the grimy operating table, is tied down, & the crazy kids crowd around to watch.)
Leader: Can you take it like a real man? No anesthesia!
Siobhan: RINGO!
Leader: Scalpel.
(A loud banging of fists sounds on the outside of the huge Victorian gates just outside.)
John: Hey, you bunch of demented children! Let us in!
Lackey: Who�s there?
Cat: Jesus Christ! Duh, who�d you expect?
Lackey: Really? Hey, should we let him in?
Leader: No, he�ll ruin the fun & tell us to let our little piggy go.
Justine: Just let us in! We wanna see!
(Everyone  stares at Justine, & she glares back with an expression saying �I got us in, didn�t I?� The Lackey opens the gates & door, but only Justine, Lauren, Sarah, John & the cat are allowed in.)
Sarah: You stupidass fuck! Where�s Siobhan? Except for the fact that she�d go nuts, I�d let you keep Ringo for your shitty demented purposes!
Lauren: We�re here to, uh, um-Sarah, I forgot why we�re here.
Sarah: What the hell? Whatever. Oh, yes, negotiations! Where�s the fuckin� leader of the preps?!
Leader: Over here, at the operating table. How dare you disturb me whilst I torture this little piggy! What do you want?
Sarah: A swap. A trade. We�ll give you one of our prisoners for one of yours.
Leader: Which prisoners?

Sarah: The girl & the guy.
Ariel: You came to bust me out? Oh thank Jesus�
Sarah: I didn�t say Beaver!
John: Like we�d give any hostages for that.
Lackey: Oh, sorry.
(Ringo is let off the operating table & Siobhan is let out of the pen to be prodded by the leader towards Sarah & the others, but kept at a distance.)
Ringo: Told you I�d see you soon.
Siobhan: Did they hurt you?
Ringo: No, I�m fine. They ripped my good shirt though.
Leader: Who are you gonna give us?
John: These two!
Justine: Huh? Me? Noooo!
(Justine clasps her arms around John�s legs.)
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