BLANKET: I’m so bored.
MICHAEL: Blanket, why? Look at all the children. So many beautiful children here. [shields eyes with left hand] Oh! And off in the distance I think I see more beautiful children!!!
BLANKET: I’m tired.
MICHAEL: Blanket, no! These Japanese children are so cute when they sing. So… serene.
BLANKET: Daddy, why do you still call me Blanket? I’m wearing a shirt.
MICHAEL: Blanket, would you rather wear a blanket?
PARIS: Mister Jackson…
MICHAEL: It’s Daddy, Paris. Daddy or Mister Daddy, but not Mister Jackson.
PARIS: Oh god.
MICHAEL: Hush, Paris. Paris, you look so pretty.
PARIS: Stop it! Stop it! I can’t TAKE this anymore!!!
MICHAEL: Take what? You look so pretty.
PARIS: We’re trapped here like animals!!! We have so much money and we’re walking around in 30 cent party masks! Look at Blanket! His hair is longer than Mary-Kate’s! His shirt is lame. He’s lame. We’re freaks!!!
BLANKET: I want to be free like the beautiful singing children, Daddy.
PARIS: [Stands up on chair and raises fist] FREE BLANKET! FREE PARIS! FREEEEEE PARIS!!!!!!!!
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