The slob-thing regards you with its humongous, multifaceted eyeball, burbling like nothing's wrong.
FERN:
...I thought you were a goner. I have no idea what just happened, but it's probably not good, even if it did save our skins.
...Does he even understand me, Willis?
...I thought you were a goner. I have no idea what just happened, but it's probably not good, even if it did save our skins.
...Does he even understand me, Willis?
WILLIS:
Iunno, I thought you knew!
Iunno, I thought you knew!
EYESLOB:
Eugh Flerrbermp.
Eugh Flerrbermp.
FERN:
He has to, right?
I'm, uh, sorry I was still kind of wary of you all this time. I still don't understand what you are, exactly, but I know it isn't Jay, and, I know you've just kept helping me for some reason, so...
He has to, right?
I'm, uh, sorry I was still kind of wary of you all this time. I still don't understand what you are, exactly, but I know it isn't Jay, and, I know you've just kept helping me for some reason, so...
