| Speaking of foreigners... |
Hayfa: | Ooh, I cah-cah-can't wait to meet the islanders! Do you think they can make clam chowder? I love clam chowder! |
Parsley: | Erm... I wouldn't bet on it. |
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Parsley: | I don't believe the island has been inhabited in at least a century. |
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Lanschi: | My, look at all that jungle down there! I'm glad we don't have to find our way through that! |
Panschi: | We're gonna crash there. |
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Parsley: | What?! Hey! How can you even say such a thing, Panschi? |
Panschi: | 'Cause, all things considered... it's kinda obvious. |
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SFX: | ZING! |
Hayfa: | SWEET POLLY OLIVER! |
Parsley: | Wh-where did that come from?! |
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Lanschi: | Bad news, folks! We're rapidly losing altitude! And I mean rapidly! |
Panschi: | Told ya. |
Parsley: | Um... let's all stay calm. |
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All: | AAAAAAAHH!! |
Hayfa: | Wah-wah-where's my emergency chocolate? I at least want to die eating! |