Peter's room
...This—... You're—... You are squarely involved in an abduction, son, I don't give a fuck how you want to rationalize it, and— and fucking—... in conspiracy against Our Infernal Benefactors, too! The gall on you children is absolutely unreal, I'm going to—
(Hastily scrambles to try and bolt, but manages to fall off the bed and bonk himself in the nose really hard.)
GHHHH—! Shit...!
Motel Lobby
...Heh! An apt name, Planetman, very good to meet you.
(David's handsome, vacant stare lingers on Archer and Orion.)
(Mob, Savannah and Reigen book it into the motel lobby and bust in rrrrrRIGHT by Demotte, primed to bump into her if they ain't careful.)
Mm... Tell me, sir, what is your name. I am Gabriella Trần.
Hospital
(Finally tires out after a tense several seconds and falls off the sword, onto the floor, blood pooling around its form.)
…
(...Only for it to shakily jerk itself partially upright, its head starting to spin at unnatural angles.)
FUCK YOU! FUUUUUCK YOUUUU! YOUR MOTHER SUCKS COCKS IN HELL!
(tell me if I missed anyone)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Pulls him back onto his feet-
-He stronk-
Right, okay, Benefactors. Tell me about them.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Hey, hey, relax man, relax. Look, we've only taken you a couple of blocks, to the hotel. My friends just to want you to answer some questions. Probably about the shrieky lady up on the sky shooting death lasers at us.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?