Jack: God, you're completely soaked
Louisa: Wow, really? I hadn't noticed.
Jack: Where's your coat?
Louisa: I hate coats
Jack: Yeah, all that warmth and dryness could piss anybody off
Louisa: For what it's worth, you piss me off even more
Scott: Guys, I think it's starting to rain
Louisa: Coats make me feel all fat and puffy. And then when it stops raining, I'm stuck dragging a wet, useless lump around with me all day.
Jack: And yet you have no problem hanging around with Scott. What about an umbrella then?
Louisa: They make my arms ache. All that holding.
Jack: So you just walk around getting soaked all the time like a moron?
Louisa: Pretty much
Bus CVII
Jack: It's weird to think we're all gonna die, isn't it
Louisa: I guess...
Jack: You don't think it's weird?
Louisa: I think it's weird that we're having this conversation just before Double Maths
Jack: Oh Lou-Lou, always with the witty punchline. You must fear death more than anyone.
Louisa: Why must I fear death more than anyone? I fear mice and clowns and helium balloons, but not death.
Jack: You fear helium balloons?
Louisa: They defy gravity. It's eerie.
Jack: Doesn't it bother you that one day, everything you know is just gonna end? No resolution. You'll just be gone.
Louisa: Well, I guess there's an upside if you get to see all your enemies die first
Jack: But what about if you die first?
Louisa: Then at least I don't have to live in the same world as my enemies
Jack: What about if you and your enemies all die at the same time, and you're stuck up in the afterlife together?
Louisa: Damn
Louisa: I guess...
Jack: You don't think it's weird?
Louisa: I think it's weird that we're having this conversation just before Double Maths
Jack: Oh Lou-Lou, always with the witty punchline. You must fear death more than anyone.
Louisa: Why must I fear death more than anyone? I fear mice and clowns and helium balloons, but not death.
Jack: You fear helium balloons?
Louisa: They defy gravity. It's eerie.
Jack: Doesn't it bother you that one day, everything you know is just gonna end? No resolution. You'll just be gone.
Louisa: Well, I guess there's an upside if you get to see all your enemies die first
Jack: But what about if you die first?
Louisa: Then at least I don't have to live in the same world as my enemies
Jack: What about if you and your enemies all die at the same time, and you're stuck up in the afterlife together?
Louisa: Damn
Bus CVI
Louisa: Have you guys got a costume for Halloween yet?
Jack: Yeah, I'm going as you
Louisa: That's nice. How about you, Scott?
Scott: Yeah, I'm going as Finkelstein
Louisa: Frankenstein?
Scott: No, Finkelstein
Louisa: Well, who's Finkelstein?
Scott: Just a guy who used to live next door to me
Louisa: Not very Halloweeny
Scott: Well, he had bolts in his neck
Jack: I remember him!
Louisa: What happened?
Scott: Oh, he moved away years ago
Louisa: No, I mean how did he end up with bolts in his neck?
Jack: Apparently there was an old unexploded bomb under his toolshed
Jack: Yeah, I'm going as you
Louisa: That's nice. How about you, Scott?
Scott: Yeah, I'm going as Finkelstein
Louisa: Frankenstein?
Scott: No, Finkelstein
Louisa: Well, who's Finkelstein?
Scott: Just a guy who used to live next door to me
Louisa: Not very Halloweeny
Scott: Well, he had bolts in his neck
Jack: I remember him!
Louisa: What happened?
Scott: Oh, he moved away years ago
Louisa: No, I mean how did he end up with bolts in his neck?
Jack: Apparently there was an old unexploded bomb under his toolshed
Bus CV
Louisa: Don't forget the clocks go back tonight
Scott: I'm not falling for that crap again after last year
Louisa: What happened last year?
Scott: I went to take my alarm clock back to where I'd bought it, and the shop wasn't even open at 2am
Scott: I'm not falling for that crap again after last year
Louisa: What happened last year?
Scott: I went to take my alarm clock back to where I'd bought it, and the shop wasn't even open at 2am
Bus CIV
Jack: These new shoes are killing me. Why didn't you talk me out of buying them?
Scott: Cos I wasn't there
Jack: That's your excuse for everything
Scott: Have you tried cutting holes in the sides?
Jack: Then they'd just be wet as well as tight
Louisa: Hey, some people would pay good money for that
Jack: I guess this is what I deserve for getting out of bed in the morning
Scott: Cos I wasn't there
Jack: That's your excuse for everything
Scott: Have you tried cutting holes in the sides?
Jack: Then they'd just be wet as well as tight
Louisa: Hey, some people would pay good money for that
Jack: I guess this is what I deserve for getting out of bed in the morning
Bus CIII
Louisa: Did you hear about Mr Finch?
Jack: What about him?
Louisa: He got arrested!
Jack: How come?
Louisa: You know how he uses his periscope to catch skivers? It turns out he stole it from the Submarine Museum on last year's trip, and when we went back there last week the staff recognised it.
Jack: Wow, returning to the scene of the crime. Rookie mistake. Why did he bring his periscope anyway?
Louisa: Well, he knew there was going to be a real-life submarine captain there, and he wanted to get it signed
Jack: What about him?
Louisa: He got arrested!
Jack: How come?
Louisa: You know how he uses his periscope to catch skivers? It turns out he stole it from the Submarine Museum on last year's trip, and when we went back there last week the staff recognised it.
Jack: Wow, returning to the scene of the crime. Rookie mistake. Why did he bring his periscope anyway?
Louisa: Well, he knew there was going to be a real-life submarine captain there, and he wanted to get it signed
Bus CII
Scott: Shit, I forgot my project
Louisa: Is your sister around? Maybe she can bring it in for you.
Scott: How can I tell her I need it though? She doesn't have a phone.
Louisa: Since when?
Scott: Well, she got sacked a couple of weeks ago...
Louisa: Oh Scott, I'm sorry
Jack: So she can't afford her phone plan anymore?
Scott: No, she just left her phone at work
Jack: And then the building was demolished?
Scott: Well, she was too embarrassed to go back and get it
Louisa: You know what she should do? Wait one evening ‘til all the people she knows have gone home, and then ask one of the friendly cleaners to let her in to get the phone back.
Jack: That might’ve worked on the first day, but it’ll have been found and locked away with the other lost property by now.
Louisa: Lost property! When will people learn?
Louisa: Is your sister around? Maybe she can bring it in for you.
Scott: How can I tell her I need it though? She doesn't have a phone.
Louisa: Since when?
Scott: Well, she got sacked a couple of weeks ago...
Louisa: Oh Scott, I'm sorry
Jack: So she can't afford her phone plan anymore?
Scott: No, she just left her phone at work
Jack: And then the building was demolished?
Scott: Well, she was too embarrassed to go back and get it
Louisa: You know what she should do? Wait one evening ‘til all the people she knows have gone home, and then ask one of the friendly cleaners to let her in to get the phone back.
Jack: That might’ve worked on the first day, but it’ll have been found and locked away with the other lost property by now.
Louisa: Lost property! When will people learn?
Bus CI
Louisa: You guys wanna come out Saturday night?
Scott: Not me
Louisa: Why’s that?
Scott: I’m just not doing Saturdays anymore. It’s too much hassle.
Louisa: What hassle?
Scott: Y’know, putting clothes on and all. Besides, I’ve got a hole in my shoe and there’s rain forecast all weekend.
Louisa: That all seems reasonable. How about you, Jack?
Jack: I’m gonna pass too. It’s so rough round here on Saturday nights now. A few weeks back I saw two gangs fighting over whose turn it was to smash up the phone-box.
Louisa: Jeez, I thought you were gonna at least let something bad happen to you before you became a shut-in
Scott: Not me
Louisa: Why’s that?
Scott: I’m just not doing Saturdays anymore. It’s too much hassle.
Louisa: What hassle?
Scott: Y’know, putting clothes on and all. Besides, I’ve got a hole in my shoe and there’s rain forecast all weekend.
Louisa: That all seems reasonable. How about you, Jack?
Jack: I’m gonna pass too. It’s so rough round here on Saturday nights now. A few weeks back I saw two gangs fighting over whose turn it was to smash up the phone-box.
Louisa: Jeez, I thought you were gonna at least let something bad happen to you before you became a shut-in
Bus C
Jack: Working on another article for the School Gazette?
Louisa: Yep
Jack: Do you ever do any actual schoolwork anymore?
Louisa: Not really. Mrs Jamboree thinks schoolwork is a waste of time.
Jack: Kind of an odd position for a teacher
Scott: Well, who'd know better than her?
Jack: So what's your article about?
Louisa: It's an exposé of the school's Gifted scheme
Jack: The one you're part of?
Louisa: I may have been working to bring it down from the inside, yeah
Jack: You've eaten an awful lot of Gifted candy for somebody who's only there to bring it down from the inside
Scott: You guys get candy?
Louisa: I'll give you some later, Scott. Right now I need you to give me some quotes about how it feels for those elitist pigs to get special candy and extra trips.
Jack: He's fine, aren't you, Scott? Something tells me he didn't have a burning desire to visit the Submarine Museum last week.
Louisa: C'mon, Scott, tell me how it feels in your own words. Would you say you're more disgusted or ashamed?
Scott: I don't really get the big deal. Apart from the candy, I mean. If you guys are so smart, maybe you should get some perks.
Jack: See, Scott doesn't need you to speak for him
Scott: Yeah, I...
Jack: Ssh, Scott. I've got this.
Louisa: Who's to say being smart is even a good thing? What if there was a special scheme for only tall students? Or only girls?
Jack: Er, what about the basketball team? Or the Feminist Society? Besides, c'mon, everyone knows being smart is a good thing
Louisa: Says who? Smart people, by any chance?
Scott: Well, they must know what they’re talking about. How else did they get to be so smart?
Louisa: Yep
Jack: Do you ever do any actual schoolwork anymore?
Louisa: Not really. Mrs Jamboree thinks schoolwork is a waste of time.
Jack: Kind of an odd position for a teacher
Scott: Well, who'd know better than her?
Jack: So what's your article about?
Louisa: It's an exposé of the school's Gifted scheme
Jack: The one you're part of?
Louisa: I may have been working to bring it down from the inside, yeah
Jack: You've eaten an awful lot of Gifted candy for somebody who's only there to bring it down from the inside
Scott: You guys get candy?
Louisa: I'll give you some later, Scott. Right now I need you to give me some quotes about how it feels for those elitist pigs to get special candy and extra trips.
Jack: He's fine, aren't you, Scott? Something tells me he didn't have a burning desire to visit the Submarine Museum last week.
Louisa: C'mon, Scott, tell me how it feels in your own words. Would you say you're more disgusted or ashamed?
Scott: I don't really get the big deal. Apart from the candy, I mean. If you guys are so smart, maybe you should get some perks.
Jack: See, Scott doesn't need you to speak for him
Scott: Yeah, I...
Jack: Ssh, Scott. I've got this.
Louisa: Who's to say being smart is even a good thing? What if there was a special scheme for only tall students? Or only girls?
Jack: Er, what about the basketball team? Or the Feminist Society? Besides, c'mon, everyone knows being smart is a good thing
Louisa: Says who? Smart people, by any chance?
Scott: Well, they must know what they’re talking about. How else did they get to be so smart?
Bus XCIX
Louisa: How come you never thank the bus driver?
Jack: Huh?
Louisa: When you get off the bus. I've noticed you never say thank you to the bus driver.
Jack: Why would I?
Louisa: Well, it's friendly, is all.
Jack: I wake up, I brush my teeth, I put on clothes. Now I have to be friendly as well?
Louisa: Okay, enough said
Jack: He's the only person on the bus who's getting paid to be here. What more does he want? A hug when he honks his horn? A pat on the back if he makes a really smashing left turn? A round of applause every time he reaches the school without killing us all in a fiery wreckage? This is his job.
Louisa: I know it's his job. That's why I always thank him.
Jack: Huh?
Louisa: When you get off the bus. I've noticed you never say thank you to the bus driver.
Jack: Why would I?
Louisa: Well, it's friendly, is all.
Jack: I wake up, I brush my teeth, I put on clothes. Now I have to be friendly as well?
Louisa: Okay, enough said
Jack: He's the only person on the bus who's getting paid to be here. What more does he want? A hug when he honks his horn? A pat on the back if he makes a really smashing left turn? A round of applause every time he reaches the school without killing us all in a fiery wreckage? This is his job.
Louisa: I know it's his job. That's why I always thank him.
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