FREDDY: That your wife over there? She's pretty hot.
KUSE: If you even try to touch her, I'll kill you.
FREDDY: Oooh I'm soooo scared! Besides, it's obvious she has a thing for guys with busted faces.
FREDDY: What do you say, baby? You give and I'll get.
MARE: Better quit while you're ahead, Freddy. I see that your little buddy has already abandoned ship. It's only a matter of time before we get out of these ropes and rip your head off.
FREDDY: Oh can it, you delusional whore.
FREDDY: First of all, Jason didn't "abandon ship." I sent him to the store because I wanted a crossword puzzle book. They're my only vice.
FREDDY: Ah! Speak of the devil!
FREDDY: Hey, that doesn't look like a crossword puzzle book.
JASON: ....
FREDDY: You went to the Advent Calendar without me? Jason, that's a serious breach of etiquette!
FREDDY: We're supposed to be a team here! 50/50! You can't just go running off to the Advent Calendar without telling me!
FREDDY: If I can't trust you with Advent Calendar gifts, how am I supposed to trust you with my life?
FREDDY: JASON ENOUGH WITH THE DOG ALREADY.
FREDDY: If this "partnership" is going to work, there are certain rules we need to abide by.
JASON: ....
FREDDY: Yes I understand that dogs need to eat, but you still should have waited for me!
FREDDY: Let's go back to the Calendar. We'll wait for tomorrow's gift together, so there can be no more "misunderstandings."
JASON: ....
FREDDY: NO. YOU CAN'T BRING THE DOG.
MARE: Waiterbot, they're finally gone! Let's get out of these ropes!
WAITERBOT: How? It's become increasingly clear that these are supernatural ropes, and besides, they're pretty tight.
MARE: Just wiggle! Wiggle like you're dancing!
WAITERBOT: I've never danced and I never will!
CHARLES: Hey guys, maybe I can help?
MARE: Charles! Where have you been?!
CHARLES: Hiding under those bales of hay.
WAITERBOT: I saw the hay. There was no one under it. You were obviously hiding in piles of horse shit.
FREDDY: I wasn't gonna bring this up, but I'm still pissed about you opening gifts behind my back.
FREDDY:Sigh... I guess I can understand. This is all new to us. Not just the Advent Calendar, but you know, just being alive. "From Paper to Plastic." That's our story, Jason.
FREDDY: Let's just make sure we're straight with each other from this point forward, okay?
FREDDY: Jason?
FREDDY: STOP TRYING TO GRAB TOMORROW'S PRESENT! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'D PULL THIS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME!
KUSE:Finally! My ass was beginning to atrophy.
MARE: Oh God, mine too! I didn't want to say it, because I was sure you'd reply with something like, "Ayy Mare, asses can't atrophy, stop saying stupid things ayyyyy."
KUSE: Since when am I the Fonz?
WAITERBOT: Thanks for untying us, Charles.
CHARLES: Really? "Thanks?" Not "fuck you" or "go fuck yourself?"
WAITERBOT: So if I'm understanding you correct, it can't be both?
MARE: Okay guys, it's time to take back what's ours! Charles, mind keeping an eye on the barn while the rest of us tear their arms off?
CHARLES: Not at all.
MARE: Great! I doubt you would've been much help in the big battle, anyway.
PEAR: Uh, Mare? Aren't you forgetting something? We had a deal!
KUSE: Careful. The last time you trusted her, she merged with another Mare and threatened to eat us.
MARE: I've become too pure in my old age, Kuse! My word is my bond.
PEAR: Thanks, sis!
MARE: Don't mention it.
PEAR: Now let's go find those two monsters and eat their eyeballs!
