:10:00
Look at 'em. Fairytopia's finest.
:10:03
Full of pep and zing.
:10:05
And then there's...
:10:07
(mouths)
:10:11
Too... Too...
:10:14
- Tooth.
- ..ooth!
:10:17
Drab.
It's a... it's a good look for you.
:10:23
Ohh!
:10:26
What's in the bag, jerk?
:10:29
Oh, look. It's empty.
Like your wallet, Wallit.
:10:36
"My Dad," by Tom Wallit.
:10:40
"My dad is a master criminal."
:10:42
Where is he now? Jail?
:10:44
He's in a coma.
:10:46
(man) Stage dive! Oof!
:10:49
Daddy?
:10:52
Hey-hey! How's my little brood?
:10:55
Little fear-of-heights thing
I'm trying to get over.
:10:58
Toughening up
for the big Greatest Hitz tour.
:11:01
Throwing oneself from the stage
into the arms of one's adoring fans.
:11:04
January the 5th, 5.30 start.
:11:08
Put the word out on the street.
:11:15
Guess you must be feeling better,
Mr Walnut.
:11:18
Wallit!
:11:22
(dog howls in distance)
:11:25
The Sceptical Examiner
calls me "a big fat liar"?!
:11:30
My giant squid "a hoax"?!
:11:32
Has the universe gone insane?
:11:35
I'll get these people,
I'll show them.
:11:38
(snorts)
:11:57
(distorted) Plug is the number-one...