GTS – Page 150
titans stepping on termites, or something
Transcript:
Phineas:
I did it again.
I said I wouldn’t do this any more and I keep. . .
I didn’t even know we could DO that. We fell apart last time didn’t we?
Mana:
I am not sorry.
Phineas:
Me neither, but. We can’t.
We can’t keep losing it like that and hurting people.
Scarin’ ‘em.
Mana:
By any means necessary.
Phineas:
I miss Noon. . .
. . . They saw everything.
I was so ugly
They won’t want me no more after this
Mana:
THEN WE CHOSE POORLY
WHAT GOOD IS A COMPLEMENT SO WEAK.
WE DON’T NEED THEM WE DON’T NEED ANYTHING! WE ARE FOOLS TO THINK OTHERWISE!
A SINGLE SUN’S TEAR HAS BROUGHT NATIONS TO RUIN AND IN THIS PLACE WE HAVE WEPT A SEA.
FOR WHAT?
FOR INSECTS WHO FLINCH AWAY?
Phineas:
. . .
I’m glad the radio doesn’t work.
What would Jo think if she knew we were still out here throwing tantrums.
. . . Jo would say, if we’re gonna act childish we should go back to childish lessons.
We don’t. . . can’t be hittin’ people ’cause we’re mad.