(..) If anything, someone was trying to break out. Where is Oscar? Well, he's on his walkabout or pilgrimage. He calls it a quest to recharge his chi. I call it an excuse for him... to score his pot and wag his pickle at coeds. You sound mad, Mom, mad enough (..)

(..) I am. I'm just gonna go get some chocolate pudding. I'm telling you, Lunch Lady Phyllis hoards that shit. Are you serious? El needs to be recharged! Did you hear that? It's just the wind. Don't worry. My mom, she said the lights speak when it comes. (..)

(..) God. - Defib. - Two hundred. And clear. No response. - Recharge, let's go again. - Go ahead. - Charging. - And clear. No response. Let's recharge and do it (..)