Too Bad We Don't Have A Flashlight."

It Was You And Me, Tom. We Did This To Them. To Us.

He Whipped Out His Sheet, Then Pulled It Over Himself And Wrapped It Tightly Around His Face Like An Old Woman In A Shawl. 'how Do I Look?' 'like The Ugliest Shanky Girl I’ve Ever Seen,' Minho Responded. 'you Better Thank The Gods Above You Were Born A Dude.' 'thanks.

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?

It's Kind Of Hard To Ask A Dead Guy What He Did Wrong.

Maybe You Should Just Press The Button