Patchrabbit: (seeing the Shape exit a red door) Oh, hi, Shape. Too bad I’m not down there!
Patchrabbit: Oh, the Shape’s going for the Place Between because—he heard noise over there.
(Noisemakers are heard near the Place Between after Starling exits, and the group begins to look around until Hasty spots the stalker.)
Hasty: Oh—Stalker. Pinged ‘em.
Patchrabbit: Oh?
Hasty: Star?
Starling: What?
Patchrabbit: Ribbit! Ribbit! Rooftops!
Hasty: Rooftops, above Colm—
Poppy: (softly) Oh, my god…
Patchrabbit: They’re going for the street!
(Starling begins restraining the stalker.)
Starling: (gasps) (in excitement) Oh, my god, it’s them.
Poppy: (gasps) (happily) Ribbit!
Starling: Hasty, thank you so much.
Patchrabbit: (simultaneously) Nice eye, Hasty!
Poppy: Hasty, you are an angel. (excitedly) Ribbit, you got ‘em!
Hasty: (upon seeing the captured Stalker) Oh, goodness.
Patchrabbit: (hurriedly) Whoop! Sorry…! I better move!
Poppy: (in awe) Wow, it’s beautiful…
Patchrabbit: (spotting climbing Sleepers) Uhh, you’ve got a crowd behind you.
Hasty: No problem.
(Hasty turns and throws a God Rock.)
Starling: (with laughter) Oh my god, we do have a crowd!
Patchrabbit: (giggles)
Poppy: That mask is fantastic.
Patchrabbit: (unintelligible)
Starling: It’s so pretty!
Poppy: It’s so, so pretty.
Starling: Kind of looks like a Power Ranger mask.
Patchrabbit: Oh, no!
Starling: (with laughter) (unintelligible)—I can leave, sorry!
Patchrabbit: Oh! Hi, Shape!
Hasty: No, you’re fine, you’re fine! Sleep traps do not like slants. (laughs softly)
Unknown Caller: STARLING. STARLING. STARLING. YOU HAVE WET YOUR BEAK, CHILD.
Starling: (bracingly) Hi! I have!
Starling: It only took like six or seven increasingly frustrated lights to the Hunter. But we got there.
Unknown Caller: INTO THAT PLACE YOU WENT. ALONE. HE WAS RIGHT BEHIND YOU. CLOSE ENOUGH TO TOUCH.
Starling: I heard that they were trained to get that close.
Patchrabbit: The Place Between…
Unknown Caller: WHAT DID YOU FIND THERE? HE WISHES TO KNOW.
Starling: Honestly? Not much… Just—the regular ol’ Place Between.
Starling: Single tree, weird circular stone in the middle of the island—the stone pillar that—with the moving shadow.
Poppy: You’ve also been unlocking masks, though.
Starling: I have unlocked—uhhh, ah… There’s like, Old Tongue combinations you can put in and—I—you get stuff for it. I have, uh, like… masks and clothing.
Starling: It’s fun to watch the eclipse.
Unknown Caller: YOU HAVE LEARNED MUCH OF THE OLD TONGUE. THAT WILL PLEASE HIM.
Starling: Well—he told me to.
Patchrabbit: (soft, short chuckle)
Starling: It was like, our second ever meeting or something, he told us to—well, told me to study the Old Tongue and to keep studying it.
(Patchrabbit blows a kiss at Starling and gets a curtsey in return.)
Starling: Is there—are you still there? Is there any—
Starling: Why does he need to know so much about the Old Tongue in the Place Between?
Starling: Because, the last time I offered to take him there, he decli—well, he humbly declined going.
Unknown Caller: YOU WERE PATIENT. STARLING. BEYOND THE BOUNDS OF YOUR KIND. SO HE WILL ANSWER.
Poppy: (gasps) Ribbit…!
Unknown Caller: HE SUSPECTED. THAT THE OTHERS HAD MADE IT A TRAP. THE LOOSE JAWBONE SEEMS TO PROVE THIS TRUE.
Starling: Oh!
Starling: There was… this whole idea of the Scholar wanting to stop time, I assume within the Place Between itself. I don’t know if that relates to—that plot at all.
Unknown Caller: IT MIGHT HAVE FAILED TO HOLD HIM. BUT HE, TOO. IS VERY PATIENT. EVEN NOW…
Starling: Patience is indeed one of the Hunter’s strongest attributes about him.
Patchrabbit: That’s certainly true.
Unknown Caller: HIS LONG LABORS HAVE SHAKEN THE TREES. LITTLE MONKEYS FALL OUT. YOU SEE…
Unknown Caller: HE HAS SOUGHT WAYS TO MAKE THEM EMERGE FROM THAT PLACE. ONE, ALREADY. HAS TAKEN THE BAIT.
Starling: Is that—the one who's taken the bait, perhaps the Martyr? If you can speak about it?
Poppy: Either tha—I don’t know if they meant DIE or Wayka, but you could be right.
Unknown Caller: THE FACE YOU WILL BEAR. HOLDS ONLY HIS EYE. BUT WHEN HE STRIKES…
Unknown Caller: PERHAPS YOU WILL FEEL HIM SMILE. SEE YOU SOON
Starling: (quietly, in a breath) Oh.
Starling: Goodbye, Unknown Caller.
Poppy: Ribbit~
Starling: See you soon.
Poppy: Bye, Camden.
Hasty: See you, Camden.
Patchrabbit: Bye, Camden.
Poppy: Ribbit! Oh my god!
Starling: Huff!
Patchrabbit: Get ready for photos!
Starling: Huff!
Poppy: I’m so happy! I can’t tell you how happy I am!
Patchrabbit: I hope you’re ready for a photoshoot!
Starling: Well, Hasty’s the MVP.
Poppy: (simultaneously) Are you ready for one?
Poppy: I know! Hasty—
Hasty: (simultaneously) Oh, yeah!
Patchrabbit: Yeah! Nice eye!
Hasty: (simultaneously) I’m gonna make—I’m gonna make—
Hasty: Are you ready for a new set of character cards? (laughs)
Poppy: Yes!
Starling: (with laughter) Oh my god, yes!
Poppy: Ribbit!
Poppy: Oh, my stars… I’m so excited!