Kevin, Kevin, I know you're out there. You think you've gotten away? Well, what do we have here? [holds up Bob and Stuart, with their mouths taped up and hands tied behind their backs]
Kevin
Bob? Stuart?!
Oh, my goodness! Which one shall I kill first? Little Bob? Stuart? Bob?! Stuart?! Hmm?! I will do it, Kevin, if you are not back here by dawn! [angrily kicks the camera]
The Queen
Oh my!
Kevin
Oh no!
