Character: Francisco Ramon (Cisco). Page 1

- It is better to take the steak. And then the next five to ten years, one soup eat.
- Who are you?
- Your kind of local superhero. You can call me... mister... second. People, I have an important point! What's my name?
I even wondered what do you say?

- Wow! Hut you just..
- .. Icesheet?
The holidays are about.

- Find Caitlin and Barry. Come on, you fool! Look! LOOK!
- Are you yelling at my companion?
- No, I'm building him up.

Your "sausage" seared in my brain.
- Please.

- Vzhuh!
- Barry? This is what was that?
- I quickly pull up to the rack of nuts.
- You don't move.
- Are you sure?

- Listen, and this hut...
- ... Icesheet?
- No. Little. From the street it seems more.

Trap I can. Maybe he's a predator, but I'm Schwarzenegger.

You have no life, but it can be built. Here with us. We will help you. After all, God knows the help you need.

- How did you know this?
- I just got lucky.

- When we do something good, everything goes awry.
- We are cursed.
- It is to sanctify the lab.

I'll go set up the satellite in search of dark matter found by the suit.
- No, I will not go.
- Yes, I will.
- No, don't touch! Don't touch my companion!
- Like touch!
Wait!

- Maybe the scanners in the suit may have something?
You said that everything you pulled out of the suit.
- Okay, there is something left. Don't like it, sue him.

And it's not the strange thing that happened. I slipped on a barrel of balls, like in some cartoon.
- You're seriously unlucky.
- Luck does not exist.
- Yes? My cousin Hector is a tell - it jinxed ex - for three years can't find a Parking place near the center.

You have failed this world.