We'll Start Firing Till They Drop Or

Thomas: Is It [my Brain] Fixed? Brenda: It Worked, Judging From The Fact That You're Not Trying To Kill Us Anymore.

You’re Disgusting When You Eat,” Chuck Said, Sitting On The Bench Next To Him. “it’s Like Watching A Starving Pig Eat His Own Klunk.

What's Going On?" Newt Asked, Looking Back And Forth Between Thomas And Aris. "why're You Guys Looking At Each Other Like You Just Fell In Love?

Dude, You Tried To Slice My You-know-what's Off!" Thomas Laughed, Something That He Hadn't Done In A Long Time. He Welcomed It Happily. "too Bad I Didn't. Could've Saved The World From Future Little Minhos.

She And Thomas Had Helped Construct The Maze; At The Same Time She’d Exerted A Lot Of Effort To Build A Wall Holding Back Her Emotions.