VRISKA: I feel like I'm going fucking insane.
VRISKA: Is it weepy wiggler tantrum hour, or are the three of you always this pathetic????????
VRISKA: No8ody answer that, it was 8ulge-achingly rhetorical.
VRISKA: Just keep quiet for a moment while I insult you some more.
VRISKA: Vrissy, you're cool and all, 8ut I'm getting tired of this teen nonsense.
VRISKA: John's "advice" totally 8lows, 8ut at least he understands what needs to 8e done.
VRISKA: Don't insult my friends. Only I get to do that.
VRISKA: Tavros, stop 8eing such a wimp.
VRISKA: No8ody has time for this pansy clownery!
VRISKA: Do you remem8er what happened to the last clown I had to deal with?
VRISKA: Yeah, I thought so.
VRISKA: And Harry, listen.
VRISKA: Neither you nor your friends have anything really important going on.
VRISKA: Your lives and your planet are a total 8ore!
VRISKA: 8ut somehow John loves you anyway.
VRISKA: Try and be fucking gr8ful for that every once in a while.
VRISKA: Not everyone is so lucky.
VRISKA: Anyway, forget his advice. John wasn't counting on you to get us out of this.
VRISKA: He was counting on me!
VRISKA: So from now on, everyone just follow my lead and do what I say.
VRISKA: And if that doesn't sound like a good enough deal to you, then...
VRISKA: Stay out of my way.
VRISKA: Alright! I'm glad you can at least recognize when a grown-up is talking.
VRISKA: Harry. Go to your room.
HARRY: um... what?
HARRY: you're not my mom.
VRISKA: And no8ody is more gr8ful for that fact than me!
VRISKA: You need to arm yourself, stupid.
VRISKA: None of you even have a way to fight!
VRISKA: Here. Take this.
HARRY: what is it?
VRISKA: It's your stupid face is what it is!!!!!!!!
VRISKA: Hahahaha, just kidding. It's a spare strife speci8us.
VRISKA: You wanna prove you'd make it on Alternia?
VRISKA: Take this and go gra8 a weapon.
VRISKA: Meet us 8ack here in a min8.
HARRY: a... what?
VRISKA: A MINUTE, GOD!!!!!!!!
HARRY: alright alright, i'm going.