[Act 1]
"Papa? Papa, where are you?"

[Act 1:1]
And then at last, the Mother of Mold, the Hound of Nine Names, and the Quiet came to an agreement. The Mother would guard the earth and all the things that slept beneath the soil, the Hound thee scarred plains and the heat-eaten mountains, and the Quiet would rule the spaces between breathes, the seconds between thought."
--3:15, The Book of the Nine

[Act 1:2]
"Real sunshine? But this is real sunshine, darl - oh, fine. It wasn't a color, I can tell you that. Not white, not gold. It was a texture."
"A taste."

[Act 1:3]
When humanity cried out in their hunger, the Mother of Mold answered. She gave them the flesh of her children, the meat of her young. And humanity, ravenous, took them into their teeth and their lungs, and the Mother saw it was good.

[Act 1:4]
"What did sunlight taste like, Papa?"
"It's not actually a-"
"But you said it was a taste."
"Darling, it was a metaphor --

[Act 1:5]
One, two three, four,
The Hound is standing out the door,
Five, six, seven, eight,
Hurry into your little beds,
The Hound will eat those who are late!

[Act 1:6]
"Papa? Is it true that you'll die one day?"
"I -- where did -- yes. Yes, i'm afraid so. But it's not such a band thing. If no one died, there would be no room for anyone new."
"I don't care! I don't want new people! I want you, and Mama, and--"
"Ssh, darling. Ssh."

[Act 1:7]
"There is no shame in tears."

[Act 2]
"Stop. I told you. I'm not giving up."

[Act 2:1]
"Cute, aren't they? Nadir calls them gammies."
"Gammies?"
"Genetically altered micro-mycroparasites."
"Oh. Ugh. I can see why."

[Act 2:2]
"Look. You can see where the fungus has penetrated cerebral tissue. If we pare down the mold, we might just be able too --"

[Act 2:3]
"You have to understand. It's not a question about worth. I know he wasn't a good father. I know. But love doesn't need a reason. If you think about it, very often love exists despite of it."

[Act 2:4]
"No readings. Nothing. I'm so sorry. Maybe, it's time we --"
"No."

[Act 2:5]
"Talk to him."
"What for?"
"I don't know. It might jog his higher brain functions, or something."
"But I --"
"You've spent a lifetime pretending you don't want to. Isn't it time to stop?"

[Act 3]
"Do you remember the caterpillars in the garden? They were green and small and you said if we followed them we'd find the sun."

[Act 3:1]
"You know what the problem growing up is? Realizing that your parents were just humans."

[Act 3:2]
"You were...so very, very many things. A wrong choice, a liar, a - a jumble of hopes, and dreams, and bad decisions. And a father. You were my father too."

[Act 3:3]
"You have no idea how many nights i'd spend turning the imaginary conversation in my head, hoping, hoping that it'd all click together, and i'd figure out the words to say, and I could tell you why i'd stop talking to you and --"

[Act 3:4]
"I should have said I love you. All this time, that never stopped being true. I'm sorry. I love you."

[Act 4]
"...He's awake."

[Act 4:1]
"I'm sorry, but this isn't enough evidence to substantiate your --"
"If you'd just look --"
"I'm sorry. It's out of my hands."

[Act 4:2]
"They're not going to sign off on this. They're not."
"Shut up. I don't want to hear it. If they want evidence, I'll get them enough to choke on."
"Wait!"

[Act 4:3]
"I won't give up on you. I did that once. I won't do it again."

[Act 4:4]
"You need to stop."
"No."
"Slow down, then. Go home. Do something else. Anything."
"I'm too close --"
"Listen, you're no good to anyone if you're dead."

[Act 4:5]
"You have to let go. The gammies are trying, but there are certain superstructures in the frontal lobe that can't be undone. If they try, there's the risk of jeopardizing the current neural function."
"I know."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'll figure out something."

[Act 5]
"Does it ever cease hurting?"
"No."

[Act 5:1]
"Is that what he wanted, or is it what you want?"

[Act 5:2]
"What is that?"
"You can call it a time capsule, I guess."

[Act 5:3]
"Do you remember that day in the park? When you told me to climb the hill? I was so scared you wouldn't be there to catch me when I turned out. But you were."

[Act 5:4]
"You never taught me what to do when you're gone. You just told me it'd happen one day, but you never told me what to do after that. Even now I don't know. But that's ok, I think. It'd be fine."

[Act 5:5]
"I'm going to let you go now. Just for a while. The chemical inhibitors should keep the fungi from overrunning the pathways that the gammies have made. You'll have nothing but happy memories, dad. The best."

[Act 5:6]
"Wasn't that your intention all along?"
"No. But let's pretend it was."

[Act 5:7]
"Are you ready?"
"No. But let's do it."

[Act 6]
"I'm going to tell you a story my father told me. There was once a little girl who loved her father very much, and he loved her too. They loved each other so much that he became afraid of the idea of death, of telling her that one day he would be gone. SO on the day Death arrived, he begged Death not to tell her that they had left.

And Death, kinder than most believed, did not."

[Act 6:1]
"What are those, papa?"
"The harvest."
"The harvest?"
"I'll tell you when you're older."

[Act 6:2]
"It's....a little like dying, I suppose. Or maybe, more like dreaming? No one's ever come back to say."

[Act 6:3]
"That's disgusting. Papa! I can't --"
"Think about it logically. What's worse? Helping to feed your community, or rotting uselessly in the dirt?"

[Act 6:4]
"It doesn't matter, does it? I'll always be with you. In here."
"Ugh, dad. You're so lame."

[Act 6:5]
"Don't sign it. Please. There's always another way."

[Act 6:6]
"Please."

[Act 6:7]
"I'm sorry."

[Act 7]
"Where was I with that story? Oh, right. The little girl was, of course, flabbergasted to find her father gone. And like a good little girl, she set off to find him. The journey was hard and the journey was long. In her travels, she met plenty of things: ghosts and witches jewelled with promises, cats who spoke and gods made of mold. They offered riches beyond compare - all she had to do was forget about him.

Obviously, she said no."

[Act 7:1]
"*bzzzt* Is this on? I just wanted to say that that was the best afternoon in my life. It was perfect. You were perfect. Thank you for arranging --"

[Act 7:2]
" -- your mother and I never got along, but that didn't stop us, stop *me* from loving you. And I do. I wish --"

[Act 7:3]
" -- always going to be guilty about how we forgot to wipe your face of ice-cream before you napped. I'm sure it won't scar. You were such a good girl about it, though --"

[Act 7:4]
" -- when you're older and i'm gone, I hope you'll still remember all this, remember how happy we were. I was. I love you, kitten."

[Act 8]
"Did the little girl ever find her father? Of course, she did. Every child has a compass that points home. She found him in the underworld, pale as bone, and frightened of her coming. Would she force him back under the uncaring sun? It would be a lie to say that she did not think about it. She missed him, of course. But in the end, all she said was this:

The little girl, who was no longer very little kissed her father and said: "Goodbye.""

[Act 8:1]
"Ssh. I'm here. I'm here. I'm here --"