Rocket Town and Beyond
	CLOUD: Oh, no. Not another decaying snake on a stick.
	TIFA: You need to get your eyes checked, Cloud. That's not a snake.
	CAIT SITH: That's the remnants of Shinra's Space Program. I know that because I work for them.
	BARRETT: Cloud, he just said--
	CLOUD: Remnants. That is so profound.
	YUFFIE: In the meantime, how about we look at things that actually fly?
	SHERA: Why are you molesting the Tiny Bronco?
	CLOUD: I find I like machines better after I rub my body all over them.
	SHERA: I . . . see. It sounds like you should meet the Captain. Especially if you're going to-- can you guys stop him from doing that?
	AERIS: Cloud, if you get off of the nice lady's plane, I'll let you play with my hair ribbon.
	CLOUD: At last, my plan comes to fruition.
	SHERA: Anyway, exposition. Go the Rocket. The Rocket is peace. The Rocket is love..
	TIFA: So, what's the deal with this Rocket, anyway?
	CID: Shinra is a confederacy of jerks.
	VINCENT: Well, yeah. Anything else?
	CID: I don't have much else to say, really. The President should be here soon. I imagine that young idealistic little scamp will put funding back in my program.
	RED XIII: Have you ever met Rufus?
	CAIT SITH: Apparently not. I find Rufus to be rather mean when I talk to him in person.
	BARRETT: Cloud-- never mind, there's no point. Hey guys, you all know, right?
	GROUP: Yup.
	BARRETT: Well good, then.
	CID: Shera, make us some tea while I work out the uncontrollable urge to use the top row of the keyboard.
	SHERA: Aye aye, captain.
	CLOUD: Don't mind me while I'm horribly forward to someone I just met. Why do you let him treat you like that?
	SHERA: I'm a doormat because I broke his dream because he's a decent person. If he'd been an asshole I'd be dead and none of this would have happened. Have some tea.
	PALMER: Long time no see. Gimme lard.
	RUFUS: Gimme the plane.
	CID: Say what?
	RUFUS: We need the plane. Give it to us.
	SHERA: They'll be at that for a while. In the mean time, why don't you guys go steal the plane before Palmer does.
	YUFFIE: We were clearly better before he was run over by that freight truck. That was too easy.
	TIFA: Sounds like a plan.
	CID: Attention passengers: It seems the Tiny Bronco will be making an emergency landing at sea. We apologize for the inconvenience.
	CLOUD: So . . . can we your plane as a paddle-boat now?
	CID: Sure, why the hell not. Where are we going now?
	AERIS: I suggest the Temple of the Ancients.
	YUFFIE: I suggest a pointless side-trip to Wutai.
	CLOUD: Well, you did say it was "pointless," so let's go with that.
	RED XIII: Angst.
	YUFFIE: Okay, Wutai can be a really difficult place to be. So allow me to make it even worse by stealing all your materia. Have fun.
	SHINRA SOLDIER: Holy crap, it's them. Everybody on three.
	CLOUD: I may have lost my shiny orbs, but I still have a big honkin' sword.
	CID: I think it would be wise to retrieve our shiny stuff from the girl.
	GODO: I've never heard of no Yuffie. You got nothing on me, copper.
	YUFFIE: Familial issues. Also, tourism as the commodification of culture and you're a big stupid-head.
	GODO: Right back atcha.
	TIFA: You can't hide.
	AERIS: And you can't run.
	BARRETT: There is no escape.
	CLOUD: You will be assimil- I mean, give us back our materia.
	RENO: Rude, how cool are we?
	RUDE: Pretty damn cool, Reno.
	RENO: Cool enough that our job isn't the center of our lives?
	RUDE: Definitely.
	ELENA: What about professionalism? Don't you guys live for your job like everyone else in Japan this made up world that in no way reflects upon anything?
	RENO: No.
	ELENA: Because you're cool?
	RUDE: Because we're cool.
	ELENA: Too cool to catch Cloud and his gang of miscreants?
	RENO: Yeah. You go have fun with that.
	YUFFIE: Crap, you guys caught me. I must resort to stories of childhood trauma.
	CLOUD: I care for nothing.
	YUFFIE: Tricked you! Materia's still mine.
	CORNEO: I now have two beautiful women. Do I make you horny, baby?
	ELENA: Gross.
	YUFFIE: Ick.
	CORNEO: That's okay. I love you in spite of your flaws.
	CLOUD: Not so fast, Mr. Don.
	CORNEO: My last name is Corneo, you twit.
	CLOUD: Not so fast, Mr. Don.
	CORNEO: Mr. Corneo, dumbass. Or Don Corneo. But not Mr. Don.
	CLOUD: We have come to take back what is ours, Mr. Don..
	TIFA: And Elena, but that's more of an incidental thing.
	CORNEO: My pet will kill you.
	RAPPS: ROAR!
	VINCENT: The first one wasn't hard, and that one was scarcely harder. Do you have anything up your sleeve?
	RENO: I'd bet he doesn't. Which means, Mr. Corneo, that it's time to die. For you.
	RUDE: Are we killing him because we are so damn cool, Reno?
	RENO: Why Rude, I think it is indeed because we are so damn cool.
	ELENA: I suppose we're still too cool to apprehend Cloud et al?
	RENO: Yeah, I'm thinking we are. See you guys around.
	YUFFIE: I ascend to the top of Sacred Wutai Tower. A winner is me. Dad, Wutai is a sad panda.
	GODO: Godo will learn to overcome shame. And Shinra. And tourism.
	YUFFIE: Well, that was heart-warming.
	RED XIII: That was thoroughly pointless. And all our materia are out of order.
	YUFFIE: I can't be entirely perfect, you know.
	VINCENT: I hate everything. Why is life an endless abyss of pain? I can feel myself spiraling down into a vortex of sorrow--
	RED XIII: Only one of us can be angsty. I challenge you to a duel.
	CAIT SITH: Whoa, now is not the time. I told Shinra that we'd be getting a move on.
	VINCENT: This isn't over, dog.
	BARRETT: Lion.
	TIFA: Whatever. Let's get out of this creepy tourist trap.
	YUFFIE: Better than where you came from.
	AERIS: Not that this is saying much.
	CLOUD: Let's go on the Temple of the Ancients, which is bound to be fraught with danger. You know, someone might die soon?
	AERIS: I'm just getting that feeling.
	FORESHADOWING METER: BLIP.

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