Anna: That was literally the bravest thing I've ever seen.
Frederick: *groaning on the inside*
Rudolph: (to himself) Hope Father doesn't puke on my best shoes again.
Freda: Rudolph, dear...
Frederick: Did you say something, Tony?
Tony: I know about the lady's coat of arms, and it turns out it's my dad's boss's.
Tony: If the stone's not at his house like I think it is, then maybe there's a clue that will tell us where it really is.
Rudolph: Tony, that's brilliant!
Tony: Thanks, dude.
Freda: Are you sure of this?
Frederick: *is prepping to hurl again*
Tony: Yeah, I'm pretty sure.
Rudolph: But what about...
Anna: That's a good point.
Frederick: Tony...listen to me...I'm extremely sick...it's only because of you that I'm alive...
Tony: Oh. Well, I can fix that!
Gregory: This thing bites.
Freda: Why do you think we put you in it?
Freda: Now keep still.
Freda: You don't want another lecture on the consequences of your actions, now, do you?
Gregory: *shakes head*
Rudolph: Great news! Tony can hook us up! He's got this great basement full of all kinds of random things we can sleep in and play with!
Frederick: Rookery knows where we live now.
Freda: We should be safe there, at least for the night.
Gregory: Just let me *bleep*ing kill Rookery, goddammit! It'll solve all of our problems, I'm serious!
Frederick: Gregory--
Freda: Peace, darling. It's been a long, rough night.
Tony: Looks like it's working.
Frederick: Very well, as there seems to be a consensus, Tony, lead the way.
Tony: Just so you're not surprised, my place is all the way across town and a cut-scene away.
Tony: But yeah, our cellar should be perfect for you.
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