LUCENZO: Who is riding? What is Hessian? EDWARD: German Mercenaries, generally associated with the American Revolution, but that’s neither here nor there. LUCENZO: You! CRANE: Edward. EDWARD: Jonathan. Arkham just hasn’t been the same without you. So if it’s all the same to you, Lucenzo, I’m just going to… take them back. LUCENZO: Galatea. EDWARD: Oh, she’s a bit… tied up at the moment. You need better wool to pull over these eyes, I’m afraid. LUCENZO: You are clever. You take another step, and Dottore Crane, he die. EDWARD: That true, Jonathan? CRANE: Pseudo pacemaker, controlled by remote, ceases heart function. EDWARD: Do you trust me, Jon? CRANE: Absolutely not. EDWARD: (sighs) After all we’ve been through. LUCENZO: I said stay back! EDWARD: Go ahead, push it. (LUCENZO activates the Heartstopper) CRANE: Edward, the hell? AUGH!!! LUCENZO: You see? EDWARD: Push it again. LUCENZO: [removed] EDWARD: PUSH. IT. AGAIN. (LUCENZO activates the Heartstopper again) CRANE: AUGHHH!! (falls, begins laughing) EDWARD: He’s heeeeere…. LUCENZO: [removed] SCARECROW: Edward. EDWARD: He’s all yours, Scarecrow. (LUCENZO tries to activate the Heartstopper twice) SCARECROW: No. You don’t get to control this body any more. (SCARECROW pulls the pseudo-pacemaker out of his own chest) EDWARD: Oh, Jesus. (SCARECROW laughs) I think this belongs to you. *scythe opening* SCARECROW: Time to dance, big boy. (LUCENZO flees) EDWARD: Wow, he sure can run. SCARECROW: But he can’t hide. (SCARECROW pursues, slamming the door behind him) EDWARD: Well, you’ve been quiet, Lyle. (snickers and switches off ECG) Let’s wheel you somewhere a bit safer. There, nice and - (SCARECROW is thrown through the door by PIERRO. SCARECROW regains himself and a brief fight ensues. SCARECROW is charged against the wall and is knocked out. PIERRO turns to EDWARD) EDWARD: Wow. You are a big fella… Easy now. You don’t want to – OOF! (EDWARD is thrown into the ceiling, landing on a broken table.) EDWARD: Jesus H… Shit… Well come on, then. I hate waiting. (PIERRO roars) (WAYLON tackles PIERRO. WAYLON breaks a metal pipe over PIERRO after three strikes.) WAYLON: Get back now, Eddie – you let ol’ Waylon handle this. EDWARD: Waylon Jones, you are a godsend. Ikky! Come on, we’re getting out of here. C’mon Jon… CRANE: Hnhgh… EDWARD: Can you walk? CRANE: I feel like I got hit by a bus. EDWARD: Close. Let’s move. (Walking, Stairs, Walking, Flies, Outside) (EDWARD dials phone) EDWARD: Query. Edward. How soon can you get here? Alright, you have half that. LUCENZO: I’m sorry, little man, (LUCENZO cocks his gun) but I can’t let you leave. EDWARD: *sigh* Sorry Q, gonna have to call you back. Ikky, sit here with Jon. (IKKY caws) CRANE: I’m alright, Ikky. EDWARD: Come on now, Lucenzo. Even you have to see it’s over. LUCENZO: I don’t think so. It is not over until Professor Pyg says it is. WAYLON: Eddie – I brought that Bolton boy up with — (LUCENZO shoots WAYLON) EDWARD: Waylon! That’s IT! I have *cane* had it with you *cane* hurting *cane* my *cane* FRIENDS! (LUCENZO is knocked into the pig pen) EDWARD: (Huffing) He’s all yours, [my little pigs]. Waylon! Are you alright? WAYLON: Through n’ through – I seen worse. EDWARD: I trust all went well downstairs? WAYLON: Popped his head like a dandelion. POP! Oh, here’s your hankie, by the by. EDWARD: I… keep it. WAYLON: Much obliged. Best see to Jonboy – I hear sirens a’ comin’, so I’mma get outta here. Whatchu want done with thissun? EDWARD: Just leave him – he’s safe now. Thank you, Waylon. WAYLON: Wadn’t nothin’, Ed. You two take care now. EDWARD: Well, that was a hoot, wasn’t it? CRANE: (Clearly not with it) What happened? EDWARD: I gambled and won. CRANE: You brought Ikky to this… nightmare of a place. EDWARD: Thank you, Edward, for saving my life. Oh, it was nothing, really. Had a blast. All in a day’s work. Come on, our ride is here. Query, Echo. It’s been ages. QUERY: Hi Boss. EDWARD: You remember Jonathan. CRANE: Evenin’, ladies. QUERY: Oh, hello Doctor Crane. ECHO: Hi Doctor Crane! EDWARD: (mocking) Oh Doctor Crane, nyah nyah. GET IN THE CAR. (Car doors close, car pulls away) CRANE: Edward, I… EDWARD: Hmm? CRANE: Thank you. I don’t know how I woulda done without you there, so… thank you. EDWARD: You’re welcome, Jon. It’s what colleagues do for each other. CRANE: What about friends? EDWARD: Hmm, I suppose friends would too. QUERY & ECHO: Oooohhh! EDWARD: Oh, just drive!