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(Theodore and Santi sit at a table outside an elegant estate, a servant is carrying away a tray.)
THEODORE: Ooh Santi,
SANTI: The recipe is
(Theodore looks at a dish of what appears to be red sorbet.)
SANTI: I have a servant eat
some chocolate bars
before they are drained. Then the blood
is frozen and
SANTI: It’s the least I could offer you
after the wisdom you shared
those years long ago. Where would I be without
that little trick?
(Theodore shakily tries to use the spoon.)
SANTI: I cannot believe you’ve had
to sleep outdoors like a dog!
Princes should not
live in the dirt.
THEODORE: I don’t quite
to use these.
SANTI: Would you
care to stay
THEODORE: You’re such
SANTI: Of course!
--and as for your
SANTI: I’m sure
I could find
bits.. --As long as you save a
few scraps for friend
(Theodore winks and does a finger gun.)
(Santi smiles and takes his coat off as Theodore eats his treat.)
THEODORE: Ooh yummy!
(Demetri looks at a chained up refrigerator, Francesca approaches behind him.)
FRANCESCA: Oh I keep the
snacks in the
other fridge now.
DEMETRI: You think that’s
going to hold her?
(Fran makes a poking gesture with her finger, Demetri looks horrified.)
FRANCESCA: Yeah, that little shrew
is a total weakling. Plus I give her a good
poke now and then.
DEMETRI: Sighhhh. My poor sister.
(Demetri is annoyed.)
FRANCESCA: No really, it doesn’t
bother me at all!
DEMETRI: Not... what I meant.
(Tristan, wearing a leather jacket, waves to Jack who runs towards him. They appear to be outside a club)
(Tristan takes Jack's hand and leads him into the club, the lights are green and purple and the audience looks bored.)
TRISTAN: Just in time! Bad band is
(The band on stage poses dramatically.)
TRISTAN: I even get Darren
I find him.
BAND: FANKS! WE'RE TRICKY SLICKY!
(Jack overhears some kids say something about Minchin.)
CONCERT GOER: Blahblahblah MINCHIN...
(Jack listens in.)
FRIZZ HAIRED KID: I don’t really think the
slashings are like Minchin’s,
but it’s sure spooky. Did you hear about
that guy from Parkville