
Phoebe: We've gotta shimmer over there! (She turns and raises binoculars.)
Cole: And tell her what? That a demon's gonna attack? I think we should stay right here. (They wait as Paige, oblivious to the looming danger, leads a reluctant Shane to the center of the heli-pad.)
Shane: Aren't you afraid that we're gonna to get caught?
Paige: I like an element of danger. (She lets go of his hand, then spins around, arms out wide, looking up at the stars, free.) Oh. Look at the stars. They're so beautiful! They make me feel... free. (She takes off her jacket slightly He kisses her. Meanwhile, Phoebe lowers the binoculars and turns away. Cole is still looking.)
Phoebe: All right, any ideas?
Cole: A couple. (Phoebe smacks him.)

and the sun's not even over my forearm.
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Wed 1 Oct 2008, 9:47,
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Just got a light sabre fight to go and I'm done
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Wed 1 Oct 2008, 9:47,
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If you were here we could have a light sabre fight and get drunk. That would be cool. I may be drunk already.
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Wed 1 Oct 2008, 9:49,
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if I catch myself slacking I'll need a written warning and to be frank I'm not up to it, being drunk ;)
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Wed 1 Oct 2008, 9:55,
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to operate a light sabre while drunk -- the filth would have you bang to rights my friend
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Wed 1 Oct 2008, 9:54,
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