J: — But last year, Mary was already... I'm sorry, Laura. Anyway, let's go. We can talk about this later. This is no place for a kid. There are all sorts of strange things around here... I can't believe you haven't even gotten a scratch on you. L: — Why should I?... Wait! Wait! There's something I gotta get!
J: — Later, okay? L: — But it's really important!
J: — What is it? L: — A letter from Mary.
J: — Huh? L: — I wanna go get it? Is that okay?
J: — Yes, yes! L: — C'mon hurry up!
J: — Is it in there? L: — Yeah. In the back.
J: — What're you doing, Laura? L: — It's further back. In the desk.
J: — Laura, what are you doing!? L: — Ha-ha! I tricked you!
J: — Open the door, Laura! L: — Why should I? I'm a liar, right? Want me to open it? Huh? huh? Do ya? What's the magic word?
J: — Laura! L: — Okay. I guess I won't open it... I think I'll just leave you like this...
J: — You snotty little brat! Open up! L: — Why you, you...
J: — Laura?! L: — You fartface! _____________________