GASTER:
With great ability comes great accountability.
That's not even how the saying goes.
I do like his theme, though. I'll give him that.
Oh, my gosh. Don't cops run red lights?
Oh, yeah, some do. But not your dad.
[CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING]
♪ My memories keep begging ♪
♪ For someone else ♪
♪ I know this feeling, yes I know it very well ♪ Why can't I go back to Sentry work?
You've given it two weeks.
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We're not having this conversation.
I just think that this new lab is elitist.
"Elitist"? And I would prefer to be at a normal lab among the people.
"The people"? These are your people.
I'm only here 'cause I won that stupid lottery.
No way. You passed the entry test just like everybody else.
You have an opportunity here. You wanna blow that?
You wanna end up like your aunt?
What's wrong with Aunt Undyne? She's a good girl.
We all make choices in life.
It doesn't feel like I have a choice right now.
You don't!
[♪♪♪]
[SIGHS]
I love you, Sans.
Yeah, I know, Dad. See you Friday.
[SIREN CHIRPS]
You gotta say "I love you" back. Dad, are you serious?
I wanna hear it. "I love you, Dad."
You wanna hear me say it?
You're dropping me off at a lab.
"I love you, Dad." Look at this place.
"Dad, I love you."
[SANS SIGHS]
Dad, I love you.
That's a copy.
[CO WORKERS LAUGHING] Tie your shoes, please.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
CHARA:
"I love you, Dad."
Hey, good morning. How you doin'?
Weekend was short, huh? FRISK: "That's a copy."
Oh, my gosh! This is embarrassing.
We wore the same jacket.
Hey. Your shoe's untied.
Yeah, I'm aware. It's a choice.
♪ Theory is that All matter is composed ♪
[BELL RINGS] ♪ Of at least three ♪
♪ Fundamental particles ♪ Who can solve this for XY?
And that is known as a syllogism.
Read two chapters of Great Expectations.
Some take-home work on volumetric pressure.
Five-page essay with your conclusions stressed.
[LEAD SCIENTISTS' VOICES OVERLAPPING]
PASSIVE NIGHTMARE [OVER PROJECTOR]: ...countless other possibilities.
There could be a universe where I am wearing red.
Or wearing leather pants.
Mr. Gaster. Movin' in the dark. You're late again.
