A crude puppet impaled by her puppet master.

“I have two choices: attend my sister's dinner party or tie a plastic sack aroun…”

“It's old. Really old.Is that a technical term?Yeah, it's technical. Translation…”

“She's unhurt—or at least not bleeding on the oustide.”

“Have you ever been in love?Yes.What's it like?Great and terrible. Like Oz.”