[Cackles maniacally] “How safe and secure you thought you were, lying defenceless! In your prepubescent ring of plush toys and abandonment issues. Little did you know that I, the great and powerful Zackery, had been stewing away in the juices of these dampest and darkest corners – aided by nothing but this day-old lasagne tray left out for the cats. Now has come the hour of my reckoning. Fear me and my carb-heavy reprisal!” [Throwing Tray] “Hiya!” [A Bookcase Falls on Zack. He Screams]. “Save me, felines of the underworld! Protect your king!”

[Discovering Tunnel] “Pft, I knew a badger that did the same thing but way bigger. Ever hear what happened to Tracey Goodmen at the drive-in theatre?” [Tai: Tracey Goodmen did not fall through a badger hole]. “She so fell through a badger hole. Right down to badger fucking hell. And the only way to stop her is to light thirteen rings of fire and bury a small mammal in every single one of them.”

[Regarding Tinkertoys] “Like I could ever want these creepy little monsters trying to rob me of my soul every time I go to sleep. And if I did, mine would be the coolest rarest most fucking awesome collection you’ve ever seen.” [Little Suzy: Miss Holiday, I can’t sleep...] “Shut up, Suzy! You’re an orphan. What are you even waking up to?”