Scott: Have a nice night Wes! Bye Deb!
Scott:
Scott: What’s that sound-
CRASH BANG
Scott laying on the floor:
Scott: You know there is an easier way to say it’s 10
Xander sitting on Scott’s back: It’s 10 Mr. Clarick
Scott: Of course it is. . . you ready to go home?
Xander: Just got to finish the lights. . . and figure out where my screw went in the fall
I hate mornings. And time isn't helping. I'm a three thousand kilometer-long fault waiting to rupture. The lightest step and it's the breaking of the world.