Him Riddle Diddle/Transcript

(Opening shot: the city skyline as it might appear if it were carved in stone.)
Blossom: (from o.c.) The city of Townsville…
(Pull back. The view is part of the stonework on a clock tower.)
Blossom: (from o.c.) …could be in grave danger...
(Pull back farther. Now the girls are seen floating in the foreground.)
Blossom: ...and we’ve only been given two minutes to solve this riddle!
Buttercup: Okay, okay. What’s big and yellow with 65 eyes, traveling the city to meet its demise?
Pooh Bear: What's going on, girls?
Blossom: We're solving riddles.
Piglet: Riddles for whom?
Buttercup: (whispers) For Him!
(The heroes gasp in shock.)
Brock: That devil who's making you girls solve riddles?
Girls: Yep.
(They begin thinking as rumbling footsteps are heard. Behind them, a huge yellow creature moves across the screen, roaring as it goes. Its lumpy body is studded with dozens of eyes. The realization sinks in after a moment, and they go after the beast, which has already gone to work destroying buildings. Each girl lands a blow to one eye, with shots of the ticking clock following each attack, after which they regroup and make one last charge. The screen explodes from the impact; when it clears, the monster collapses to the pavement. Pull back down the street as Blossom and Buttercup fly into view in the fore. Bubbles appears in the background and flies back and forth over the carcass.)
Blossom, Buttercup: (high-fiving) Yeah!
Blossom: That was easy.
Buttercup: And with 45 seconds to spare!
Bubbles: (calling to them) Hey! This guy only has 60 eyes!
(Her words catch them by surprise. Cut to her as they fly up on either side.)
Buttercup: Liar!
Bubbles: Then count ’em.
Buttercup: (zipping about, ticking off eyes) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5…58, 59, 60…Blossom, she’s right! (Cut to Blossom.)
Blossom: If that’s not it, what could it be? (A school bus drives behind her.)
Bubbles, Buttercup: (pointing) The school bus is big and yellow!
Blossom: Let’s go! (They zip away.)
(We see an overhead view of them in flight, then a close-up of the bus’s passenger-side windows, filled with kids. The girls’ reflections are visible in the glass. As Blossom speaks, the camera pans ahead of them toward the front, putting them out of view.)
Blossom: There are 32 kids on board; that makes…64 eyes. (Stop on the driver.)
Buttercup: (from o.c.) But with the bus driver, it makes sixty…
(He turns to the camera, revealing a patch over his left eye.)
Bus driver: Hi, girls! (Pull back to show them and the bus. There is no road under it.)
Girls: …five!
(The bus plunges out of view, its occupants screaming all the way down, and the camera pulls back to show that it has just driven off a broken bridge and is on its way to the water, heading for a quick demise. A quick close-up of the top of the clock, its second hand ticking toward 12, then back to the girls.)
Blossom: Three seconds!
(They dive for the bus and catch it just above the water’s surface, carrying it to safety. Back to the clock as the second hand completes its circuit. The girls lift the bus into the air in front of it and set it safely down on the street, then regroup in midair, smiling proudly. What they hear next startles them out of their celebration in an instant.)
“Him”: (from o.c., effeminate voice) Congratulations!
(Now on the ground, they look up and find that his face has replaced the clock’s, with the hands still in place.)
"Him”: One down, eight to go. And remember, you must solve these riddles within the time limit. (to evil voice) Fail in any respect and the Professor will pay! (sees the heroes) Ah, Pooh Bear, Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore, Rabbit, Ash, Pikachu, Brock and Misty! You all come to back up the girls to solve my riddles?
Pooh Bear: Yes, I believe we are.
Piglet: Solving your riddles for the professor?
Him: (giggles) That's right, Piglet.
Buttercup: You tell us where the Professor is, “Him”!
Ash Ketchum: Yeah, you evil freak! What did you do with the Professor?
"Him”: (effeminate voice, tauntingly) Ah-ah-ah. Ash, you mustn't throw a fit at me.
Misty: You didn't answer Ash's question!
Pikachu: (angrily) Pikachu!
Brock: We demand an explanation from you!
Him: Very well, then. You see, I've taken the professor hostage. But, not to worry, children. He's all in one peace. The girls will have the professor back right after they finish all my riddles.
Misty: You'd better not do anything to hurt the Professor, you fiend!
Ash Ketchum: (growls, through clenched teeth) This ought to be good!
Him: Oh, my next riddle will be, my boy and the professor won't be harmed, little dear. (to girls) You’ve brought joy to the people for so many years. Now to their eyes, you must bring tears. You two minutes.
Buttercup: That's easy.
(She flies down to the elderly man and punched him which made him cry.)
Buttercup: One down ten million to go.
(Then she flies to the baby and takes the rattle and he starts to cry.)
Bubbles: My puppy's lost!
Marine: (cries) Dear no! Why?! Why?!
Misty: This isn't working.
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Him: Very clever.
(The girls and the heroes glare at Him.)
Him: Oh, you got that without trying.
Eeyore: "Without trying?"
Tigger: Say, what do you mean?
Him: Well, Eeyore and Tigger, what I mean is the girls are always up the air. (to girls) Now, do this without flying.
Misty: Now what?
Him: Go to the corner of Chang and Ching they're on the street and the phone will ring. Then who you might ask, answer the phone to get your next task. You've got three minutes.
Him: Well, girls, you've caught these trains right on time.
Rabbit: Enough of this nonsense, you fiend!
Blossom: Yeah, you heard what Rabbit said! We're finished with this nonsense, Him! Now, where's the professor.
Him: But I only just started. In the year of corn, you will find happiness, joy of the ties that find. Squirrels that store nuts and birds sing songs, But in the cave of eternity everyone's wrong. On the limb of the tree there's a monkey who's free and there he will give you something for me. You've got 2 minutes and 45 seconds.
(Opening shot: the clock on the first tower, the second hand passing 12, and pull back. “Him” is licking an ice cream cone and enjoying every bit of it. The girls float in front of him and gasp for breath. He is back in his normal attire.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice) I can’t believe you got that one right! (gasping happily) You got the right flavor and everything!
Blossom: We’d go to the ends of the earth for the Professor!
“Him”: (evil voice, dryly, scowling) Touching.
(As he continues, the camera pans to his other side. Behind him is a tank of bubbling water, above which two women are suspended by their ankles. They are bound from neck to toes. The one on the left wears a big number 1 on her wrappings, while the one on the right is marked 2. Both look exactly like Ms. Keane.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice) Now here’s something I hope you’ll really enjoy! (Zoom in on the Keanes.)
Girls: (from o.c., gasping) Ms. Keane!
(Back to them and “Him.”)
“Him”: Yes’m! (Back to the Keanes, panning from 1 to 2. He continues o.c.) The real Ms. Keane will tell you the truth; the fake one will tell you a lie.
(Pull back to frame him.) Discover which is your beloved teacher and she’ll be saved. (Close-up of the tank. Now shark fins are seen circling.)
“Him”: (from o.c.) Fail and they both will be dropped into this vat of boiling sharks.
(Turn up to the Keanes.)
Keanes: Please save me, girls! (They sound identical as well. Back to “Him” and the girls.)
“Him”: You may ask them only one question. So make it count! (looking up at the clock tower, evil voice) Forty-five seconds, go!
Bubbles: This one’s easy! All we have to do is ask which one is the real Ms. Keane.
Blossom: Not quite, Bubbles. The one that lies will just tell us she’s the real Ms. Keane.
Buttercup: Yeah, don’t be stupid, Bubbles. I’ll just ask which one wants a knuckle sandwich!
Blossom: Same problem, Buttercup. We need a question they’ll have to answer differently.
Bubbles: I know, I know! Let’s ask what their favorite color is.
Buttercup: And just where will that get us?
Bubbles: I bet it’d be nice to know.
“Him”: (effeminate voice) Not so easy, is it? (Close-up of the clock. He continues o.c.) Time’s running out.
(Back to ground level.)
Blossom: Ooh, ooh! I know, I know! (flying to Keanes) Ms. Keanes… (Close-up of them. She continues o.c.) …who will the other Ms. Keane say is the real Ms. Keane? (They exchange a nervous glance.)
Keane 2: She would say that I was the real Ms. Keane!
Keane 1: And she would say that she was the real Ms. Keane!
(Cut to Bubbles and Buttercup, both of whom are now completely dazed and confused by this hairball of a logic problem. Blossom, though, is still on top of things, to the dismay of “Him.”)
Blossom: It’s so apparent! (rapid fire) It’s obvious that the liar would say that the real Ms. Keane would say that the fake Ms. Keane is the real Ms. Keane. And conversely, the real Ms. Keane would say that the fake Ms. Keane would say she is the real Ms. Keane. So, therefore, the real Ms. Keane is none other than…number two!
[Logic goof: Her reasoning is absolutely correct, but she reaches exactly the wrong conclusion. Given the premises and the women’s answers, #1 must be the real Keane.]
(Her younger sisters stare, dumbfounded, while “Him” slumps forward. The three trade a long glance.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice, shrugging) She’s right.
(Quick shot of the ticking clock, then back to Blossom on the ground.)
Blossom: Right on time! (She gives herself a…) High five! Bring on the next riddle, evil dude, I’m smokin’! (Pull back to frame the whole group.)
"Him": (sarcastically) You think you're so smart?
(He teleports the girls and the heroes to the classroom.)
Piglet: What happens now?
Him: Well, Piglet, let's see how you score on the SATS.
Tigger: SATS?
Ash Ketchum: What's that?
Him: It's a test, my dear boy.
Pooh Bear: Oh, bother.
Eeyore: Uh-oh.
Rabbit: This is gonna be hard.
Him: (giggles) That's precisely the point, Rabbit.
(Bubbles and Buttercup glare at Blossom,)
Blossom: What?
"Him": Considering your higher educational level, you must collectively score 100 points. (teleports to the desk) You have one minute. Begin.
“Him”: (evil voice) You have one minute. (Close-up of the wall clock. He continues o.c.) Begin!
(The girls pick up their pencils and get to work. We see an extreme close-up of the circles on one answer sheet being filled in—the sort that is fed to an automatic scanning machine— then Bubbles tapping her pencil against her chin and thinking hard. Suddenly she has a brainstorm and starts to work very quickly. Extreme close-up of Buttercup’s determined, sweating face, panning slowly across, then of the ticking clock. Meanwhile, Blossom is calmly and swiftly answering each question without so much as a hair out of place. She flips calmly through her test booklet as she goes.)
(Back to Buttercup—now she is not only sweating but chewing her eraser as well. The clock ticks on, and the camera pans across the answer sheets again before a pencil is sharpened and Buttercup fills in a circle and immediately erases it. Behind her, Bubbles is still cruising. Another shot of the open test booklet and of a pencil flying on the sheets. Buttercup keeps erasing madly, then stops suddenly and turns her eyes carefully toward Blossom, behind and to one side of her. When the latter realizes Buttercup is trying to cheat off her, she covers her paper and hunches over it to block the view)
Rabbit: (whispers) Buttercup, no cheating! Eyes on your own SAT, young lady!
(Once again we see the clock’s second hand slicing forward, then the minute hand advancing. “Him” is reading a paper at the front desk. He suddenly lowers it.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice) Time’s up!
Buttercup: (surprised) Huh?!
(She fills in one last quick response on her paper.)
“Him”: (standing up) Put your number-two pencils down and pass your papers forward.
(Pan from the back of the room to the front as they do so. Blossom, smiling, hands her sheets to Buttercup, who scowls as she adds hers to the pile and gives the lot to Bubbles, who beams as she gives their papers and hers to “Him.” Cut to the front of the room. He stands by the front desk, which now has a piece of equipment on it. This is a box with two light bulbs on top, a screen in front, and a slot on the side. It is labeled “SCANNED-ON MACHINE.”)
“Him”: Let’s start with Buttercup’s results, shall we?
(He feeds a paper into the slot. Cut to a close-up of the machine as it comes to life with beeps and flashes of the right bulb. After a few seconds, it goes out and the left one glows. The number 25 appears on the screen.)
“Him”: (from o.c.) Twenty-five. (Blossom laughs at Buttercup. Back to “Him,” feeding in another paper. The screen is blank.) Next, Blossom’s.
(Back to the machine. It does its thing, and the number 10 appears on the screen when it finishes.)
“Him”: (from o.c.) Ten. (Now Blossom is caught off guard.)
Blossom: What?!
Buttercup: Ha!
(Back to “Him.”)
“Him”: And finally…
(His perspective of the last sheet. The filled-in dots make a picture of a flower.)
“Him”: …Bubbles.
(Back to the girls. Bubbles is still smiling, but Buttercup appears stunned and Blossom claps her hands to her face.)
Blossom: Oh, no!
Buttercup: The Professor’s a goner!
(Close-up of his claw as he slides her paper into the slot, then pans to the machine as it revs up and cut to him with a big smile on his face. Finally, it stops. Cut to each speaker in turn. The first three are flabbergasted.)
Blossom: Huh?!
Buttercup: Huh?!
Heroes: Huh?!
Pikachu: Pika?! ("Huh?")
“Him”: Huh?!
(Now Bubbles’ eyes pop wide open in surprise.)
Bubbles: Ha! (The machine displays her score: 1075. “Him” stands by it, his eyes wide and his claws hanging limply by his sides. Bubbles has ensured the Girls have beaten his latest test by a landslide.)
"Him": Well, I'll be darned. (suddenly becomes angry, evil voice, shouting) You will not defeat me, you little brats! The professor will pay! (sweetly) Let's see if you can defeat this monster!
Blossom: No problem. (They start to take off, but he blocks their path.)
“Him”: Ah-ah-ah. You didn’t let me finish. You must get rid of this little guy without using your superpowers.
Pooh Bear: But we don't have superpowers, Him.
Him: Why of course you and your friends don't, Pooh Bear.
Piglet: Then how are we going to defeat the monster?
Him: Why that's up to you and the girls to decide.
Tigger: Well, okay, if you say so.
(They drop to the ground and start forward.)
Blossom: Again, no problem.
(The camera quickly turns from them to point up at the creature—it towers over all the buildings, and the ground-level view makes it appear even more colossal. It roars again.)
Blossom: (timidly) Uh…this might be a problem.
Buttercup: Baloney! Let’s go for it!
(Screaming, they run toward their adversary and climb onto one huge foot. Buttercup throws punches, Blossom kicks at it, and Bubbles tries to sink her teeth into its hide. Their attack has no effect, judging from the monster’s bored expression. It simply lifts the foot they are attacking and shakes them away.)
(Cut to a window of a clock shop. The clocks inside are striking the hour as the camera turns down to the sidewalk in front, where the girls have landed in a heap.)
Buttercup: This is hopeless!
Bubbles: We’re gonna lose the Professor!
Blossom: (standing up) We’re not giving up that easy. We need to approach this from a different angle. I’m going for the head!
(She enters a building next to the monster. Cut to inside the lobby as she heads for the elevator. After a leap to the call button, we see her in the car, tensed for battle with the doors closing in front of her. Back to Buttercup on the sidewalk, now standing up.)
Buttercup: What the heck are we supposed to do?!
(Splats are heard o.c., and the camera pans slightly away from her to show Bubbles in front of a grocery store. She is hurling fruit from a produce stand.)
Bubbles: Here’s a fruit cocktail, you beast!…How do you like them apples?!
Buttercup: We’re gonna need something a lot bigger than apples!
Bubbles: (reaching o.c.) How about…grapefruit, then?!
(She comes up with one and lets fly. It, along with other fruits, splatters against the creature’s heel. Back to Blossom in the elevator, then cut to above the street. A helicopter rises into view, with Buttercup at the controls and a trio of machine guns locked and loaded. She proceeds to let loose a torrent of automatic fire that sends a shower of spent casings clinking to the ground.)
[Note: The camera angles in this sequence parallel those used in The Matrix, when Neo and Trinity mount their assault on the office where Morpheus is being held captive.]
(Buttercup fires off a battle cry along with her rounds, but when the camera pulls back from the chopper, we see that her attack is having no effect on the monster whatsoever. It takes a moment for the enemy to even realize she is there. When it does, it reaches over and grabs the main rotor, stopping it dead. Now the guns fall silent and the body of the craft spins like a top. It is lowered to the ground, where it stops rotating, and Buttercup tumbles out. Groaning woozily, her eyes jittering at random, her equilibrium wrecked, her skin an awful shade of green, she staggers to a trash can at the side of the street. She pulls the lid off, hangs her head over the edge, and proceeds to vomit. The monster has a good laugh at this amusement.)
Ash Ketchum: Oh, man. Pikachu, what do we do?
(Cut to inside the building, on a higher floor, at the elevator. The doors open to let Blossom out. She runs toward a door marked “CLOCK WORKS.” Inside this room, the door is thrown open and she dashes in among the huge gears to reach a catwalk that runs behind the clock face. There is a door here as well. Cut to outside, zoomed in on this. It opens and she stands in the doorway. Pull back to show it between the 4 and 5, with the second hand about to reach her. After it passes, she jumps out and catches it, letting it carry her around the circle. When she is almost to the 8, she yells and flings herself into space, landing atop the monster’s head. She grabs a single thick hair poking out and tugs with all the strength she can muster, finally pulling it up by the root.)
(The monster’s eyes go wide and start to water. It claps its hands to its head and hops from foot to foot, shouting in pain. Bubbles, meanwhile, is still in front of the grocery store. She is facing away from the scene and eating a banana, whose peel she tosses over her shoulder when she finishes. It lands in the street, where one heel comes down squarely on it. The monster goes straight up into the air.)
(Buttercup has now finished throwing up and puts the lid back on the trash can. She moans wearily for a moment, but her eyes go wide when she looks into the sky and she gasps in shock. The monster is on its way down. She had better think quick before it leaves a good crater in the street.)
Buttercup: TAXI!! (A cab immediately pulls up.)
Cabbie: Where to? (The creature lands on the roof and balances there.)
Buttercup: To the airport! And step on it!
(The cab squeals away, carrying its rather surprised fare over the horizon. Bubbles and Buttercup step to the middle of the street as Blossom flies down to join them.)
Blossom: Did we make it?
Pooh Bear: We think so.
Ash Ketchum: We did it!
Misty: Fantastic!
(They look up and see the clock tower, but only for a moment. “Him” pops up, tall enough to block their view of it.)
“Him”: (evil voice) NOOOOO!! You brats shouldn’t have gotten this far!
Blossom: One riddle left, “Him,” and the Professor is as good as ours!
Ash Ketchum: Yeah, you'll be going down!
Him: Oh, don't get so cocky, Ash. You can save your boasting, my boy. Because the girls are not finished yet.
Tigger: That's right and the girls will have the Professor back once you're defeated.
Him”: (effeminate voice, leaning down to them) We’ll see, won’t we, Tigger? You will find your Professor when you solve this last rhyme. Where is boiling and freezing at the same time? (He stands up and laughs, then cuts himself off and points down at them.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice, to evil and back) The Professor will pay! Thirty seconds! (He disappears.)
(The seconds begin to tick away, cut to the girls.)
Blossom: Boiling and freezing…boiling and freezing…
Buttercup: (sighing a bit) What could that mean?
Mayor: (from o.c.) It's coordinates.
Girls: (looking right o.c.) Huh?
(Pull back. He stands to that side.)
Mayor: Sure, it’s code. (rapid fire) The freezing point of water is thirty-two degrees Fahrenheit, while the boiling point is two hundred twelve degrees.
(Cut to the girls, greatly surprised, and pan back to him as he continues.) Two hundred twelve degrees west of the Greenwich Mean Time on the longitudinal axis, by thirty-two degrees north of the equator on the latitudinal axis, maps a specific point on the globe, that point being right here in the city of Townsville, the intersection of Lincoln and Main, to be exact. (Pause. He continues in his normal manner of speaking.) Or it could be there’s an ice cream truck on fire somewhere. (walking o.c.) Have a nice day, girls! (It takes them some moments to realize that not only does the Mayor have a coherent thought for once, but that said thought might be the key to cracking the last riddle and saving the Professor. After a long, tense silence, they take off.)
Ash Ketchum: Hmm...where do you suppose is boiling and freezing at the same time, guys? Misty, what do you think? You're the one who can answer riddles.
Misty: Boiling and freezing at the same time. That's a tough riddle, Ash.
Ash Ketchum: Do you know, Brock?
Brock: Nope.
Pikachu: (shaking his head) Pikachu.
Ash Ketchum: Do you know, Pooh Bear, Piglet, Tigger, Rabbit and Eeyore?
Pooh Bear: I don't think so, Ash.
Piglet: It's really hard to say about boiling and freezing.
Eeyore: Oh, boy.
Tigger: I'll say. It's really hard.
Rabbit: Yes, very hard indeed.
[Note: This location—32 degrees north by 212 degrees west (148 degrees east) is actually in the Pacific Ocean, about 400 miles east and 250 miles south of Japan.]
(Cut to a street sign at the intersection named by the Mayor. The girls rocket past it. Cut to them on the ground.)
Blossom: Okay, girls. Keep a sharp lookout.
Bubbles: (pointing) Look! (Pan quickly from them to a diner—the Rite On-Time, with a large clock as part of its sign.)
Buttercup: (from o.c.) The Rite On-Time Diner! (Zoom in on the clock.)
Blossom: (from o.c.) And we’re right on time, too. Let’s go! (Inside, they smash in the front door and get ready to beat “Him” to a pulp, should it be necessary to do so. We hear dishes clattering.)
Blossom: All right. Hand over the Professor, “Him”!
(Cut to a slow pan across the diner: customers at the counter and booths, short-order cook, cashier, waitress—all of whom direct very strange glances at the camera as the noise dies away. No trace of “Him” or the Professor, however. Back to the girls, who are at a loss as to what to do about this development.)
Blossom: Something tells me this isn’t the right place.
Professor: (from outside, anguished) NOOOOOOOOOOO!!
(This draws their attention. As he screams, cut to outside, the camera pointing down at the street and rotating. A second diner, the Otto Time, sits across from the Rite On-Time and also has a large clock incorporated into its sign. Cut to the front of its greasy spoon. Silhouettes of the Professor and “Him” are visible through one window.)
Blossom: (from o.c., panicked) They’re at the Otto Time Diner! (Zoom in on the clock.) And we’re outta time! (Inside, they bash in this front door as well and brace for action again.)
Blossom: Okay, “Him!” Hand over the Professor! (Cut to the Professor, visibly startled at their arrival.)
Professor: Girls! (Cut to “Him,” wearing a “Kiss the Cook” apron and back to normal size.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice) Too late, girls, you failed. (to evil) The Professor is going to pay! (He laughs effeminately, then evilly.)
Brock: No! This can't be happening!
Him: Oh, it already has, Brock.
(The girls gasp, horrified at having made such a simple mistake when they were so close to victory.)
Professor: (scared, sweating) No! (“Him”’s only response is a menacing little hiss through his teeth.)
Tigger: Yikes!
Rabbit: My word!
Girls: (weakly) Professor… (The unfortunate man sweats even more to the sound of effeminate tittering, and the camera zooms into an extreme close-up of “Him”’s madly grinning face.) “
Him”: (evil voice, softly) Time to pay!
Ash Ketchum: Oh, no. He's done for!
Pooh Bear: Oh, my goodness!
Piglet: Oh, d-dear!
(Close-up of a tab popping up in the window of a cash register, then pull back. The Professor sits at the counter, while “Him” is behind it and ringing up a purchase. The former looks very put out at the whole prospect.)
“Him”: (effeminate voice) That’ll be $7.95, please.
Girls: (stunned) Say wha—? (Now the man smiles and waves at them.)
“Him”: You see, I bet the Professor here a free breakfast if you girls could solve all of my riddles. But you failed… (evil voice) …and now he has to pay full price!
Ash Ketchum: No, we were so close!!! (growls angrily, while holding his fist at Him)
Him: (giggles) My, what a temper you have, my boy.
(Pooh Bear gently grabs Ash's fist calming him down.)
Professor: Here's your money, "Him"! Your flapjacks are good but not that good! I'm never eating here again! Come on, girls, let's go eat at the other restaurant!
Him: Wait! Wait, come back! I'll make my flapjacks cheaper!
(The heroes felt angry that Him won and they failed to stop Professor from paying full price.)
Pooh Bear: Oh, bother.
Piglet: We've failed to defeat Him.
Misty: The ending of this episode stinks.
Ash Ketchum: I really hate it when the villain wins in the end.
Brock: I didn't like any of Him's stupid riddles.
Tigger: Yeah, those riddles stink!
Rabbit: (groans) That was a difficult SAT.
Eeyore: Not a great day for all of us.
(Close-up of the girls, staring in silent puzzlement at the camera. Behind them, the scene snaps to the background for the end shot. The ending music is not heard.)
Narrator: And so… (losing steam) …uh…hmm…yeah.
[The End]