Thorn: One cannot simply walk down the corridor.
Iona: Can we get out over the balcony?
Thorn: Let me look.
Too high to jump . . . nothing to climb. We have to wait for the people to come with . . . Like tall stairs?
Kale (thinking): . . . is that seriously Thorn.
Iona: Ladders? I thought we could just ride my chair down.
Sven: Honey, it’s really not designed for —
Iona: Obviously we’d go one at a time!
Del: Time to make some diced vegetables.
Woman in Black: You have fun with that! This is my cue to go do my thing.
Bram: Rrrrgh . . . !
This was NOT PROVIDED FOR in my CONTRACT.