Flint
[using a licorice rope, Sam lowers Flint down the shaft. Sam struggles with Flint’s weight]
After I plug my phone into the FLDSMDFR and destroy it, I’ll tug on the licorice twice and you’ll pull me back up, okay?
Sam
[struggling]
Sounds great.
Sam
[RUMBLE! Flint screams as Sam loses her grip on the licorice rope and he falls. Sam regains control of the rope, but slips down the shaft in the midst of a bunch of peanut brittle shards] [cont'd]
Agh. [she looks down at her arm. It’s been cut]
Flint
You got cut, didn’t you?
Sam
[her arm and face swell up like a balloon]
Ah....it’s just a scratch.
Flint
[hanging from a licorice rope held by Sam, who is swelling up from her peanut allergy; calling out to Brent]
Brent, you need to take Sam back to the plane to get her an allergy shot!
Brent
Just a second!
Sam
What?! No!
Flint
Let go, Sam.
Sam
I'm not gonna let you go! Flint, you'll be stuck down there.
Flint
It's not ideal, no.
Sam
Come with us, Flint. We'll live underground, and use bacon for clothes.
Flint
That's not a very good plan, Sam.
Sam
It is if I don't have to lose you. Look, I like you, okay?
Flint
Like... Like as a friend?
Sam
No, like "like you" like you.
Flint
Me too. But about you. [bites through rope and drops] Goodbye, Sam.
Sam
Flint! No!
