Murph, mid thought: --it's like, you can keep the stakes up without…
Caldwell: M-hm?
Murph: … are you coming up with a new?
[Everyone else laughs.]
Murph: E--Emily's face was right up against the mic. Smirking?
Caldwell: Are you--
Emily: (defensive) I wasn't gonna say anything!
Murph: I guess came up with a new spell?
Caldwell: You gotta say it now!
Murph: Well what do you-- how are we supposed to look at you and not respond?
[Emily groans.]
Jake: Say it.
Murph: What was your new spell?
Emily: I turned Geas into peas.
[The others laugh.]
Murph: (laughing) You turned… Geas… into peas.
[Emily laughs.]
Caldwell: That's so good. Every time you disobey, peas come out of your mouth.
Murph: Peas come out of your mouth when you-- when you say the wrong--
Emily: (defensive) I wasn't planning on sharing!
Murph: (laughing) Okay.
[Jake laughs.]
Emily: Murph called me out!
Murph: This is a show! You have to share! [Emily and Caldwell laugh] By definition! It's a show, you have to show!
Caldwell: See--
[Emily continues laughing as they talk.]
Murph: You have to show your thoughts! You have to participate! You can't just quietly think of three cases ago, and come up with fun things in your own head! Then smile at them while not commenting while the rest of us speak!
Caldwell: Yeah, Emily, we're always thinking Fred Flintstone and his delicious cereal!
Murph: Yeah, always.
Caldwell: But we're not interjecting constantly with that!
Murph: Yeah.
Caldwell: Only every fourth or fifth case!
i love the state of bev when he meets up with his friends at the end of the hellfire chronicles. like hey guys what’s up. god is dead and jesus kidnapped my boyfriend. im in the ruins of my hometown surrounded by corpses. i knitted that big turtle some kelp gloves. this horse is so mad at me.