The fairytales all say that the easy way out is the worst. Don't get curious. Don't go looking.

[He shifts, uncomfortable. Why is he trying to help the other passengers?]

Just--

I.

Monsters are real.

Wolves are real.

But not all wolves are bad.

[Mr Gazelle was a wolf. Mr Gazelle is good, though. Scary, but good.]

The world's going crazy again. When will this story end? I want to go home, mama.

[Oleg is in the buffet, crouched under a table with some steak knives and his tableleg.]

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It's hockey season. When I'm old enough I'm gonna play on the best team ever. Hockey is the best game you can play on ice, and you have to be really big and strong to play it. And fast. And cool. Unless you're number 99.

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Thom. Let's play hockey.

Mrs Kopanski, are you ok?

Lily, are you ok?

[Oleg just hopes they're okay. There are so many new people on board and he's not sure who he can trust. He just wishes Mrs Gazelle were here. And Mr Gazelle. And Nicky. ]

I miss New Jersey.

Why are there so many more guys than girls?

Can someone show me how to make the racing deck make a cherry red convertible? Uhm, it should be a Mustang.

Stop dissing Santa.

I'm going slime hunting. If I don't return, Major, can you make sure Jak dies? Thank you.

[Oleg has his tableleg over his shoulder, a leash and a collar in a backpack and a tableknife in his pocket.

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E-Everyone stay away from Jak.

Mrs Kopanski don't go near him. Or Thom. Or Lily.

[Oleg swallows hard.]

Just... keep awy from him.