(Later)
Walter: Marian! I sold a painting! We can eat tonight! (actual line form the musical)
Marian: (is trying on a rather low cut red dress.) Hey…wow this is awkward…
Walter: (twitches) My eyes….my eyes…
Marian: I'm going to go get the address out of Fosco. As we agreed. You okay?
Walter: My eyes…my eyes…Please let me burn them out with acid…
Marian: (takes all forms of acidic substances out of the apartment/house/hole in the side of a wall that they've been living in.)
(cut to Fosco)
Fosco: I can get away with anything. Now excuse me while I do a happy dance and do a bunch of pointless ornamentals. (He does so)
Marian: (pops up) Yo. (Does a model pose, which would have sent any sane man running for acidic substances. However, Fosco is not sane.)
Fosco: (drools.) You're hot. Now, lets us sing a song that is practically the same as 'The Point of No Return', but with a different tune!
Marian: Oh yes lets.
(They do so)
Marian: I love you. Let's run away together!
Fosco: Score-age!
Marian: Shave your beard.
Fosco: (blinks)
Marian: Shave it.
Fosco: Um…wtf?
Marian: It's ugly. You look like a cross between an egg and a cactus. Seriously. Shave it. Now.
Fosco: O…k… (goes to shave his beard.)
Marian: (finds and steals the address where Anne is.) Score-age!
Fosco: I'm back!
Marian: You're icky. I'm going.
Fosco: No. You can't. (picks up weapon of mass destruction.)
Marian: Please?
Fosco: Ok. (gives WMD to Gavroche, who promptly pops back into Les Misérables world. The plotline of said musical/book is drastically changed.)
(Marian goes.)
Fosco: I'm sad. By the way, you can't get away with anything if you don't get away! (Flees to America with lotta money, hence proving himself right.)
Marian: (changes into a less scarring dress) Let's go see Anne.
Walter: Okay. By the way, you're not that ugly in certain lights.
Marian: Walter, I feel that I really must make my feelings known...
Walter: You're actually sorta pretty. But never as pretty as Laura. She really was the pretty one. I mean, she used stand in front of mirrors going 'WHO'S THE PRETTY ONE?' and-
Marian: Walter. Shut up.
Walter: Will do. By the way, what were you going to say?
Marian: Never mind. It can wait.
(They go to the asylum.)
Marian: Anne? Hello? We have to talk to you.
Anne: (is not Anne, but Laura.)
Laura: (is not dead, but Laura, if slightly more crazy.)
Marian: Wtf?
Laura: THEY PUT ME IN ANNE'S DRESS AND SENT ME HERE AND KILLED ANNE AND PUT HER IN MY GRAVE!
Marian: Wow. Why didn't they kill you too? Seems like it's just stupid of them to leave a witness…
Laura: Shut up.
Marian: Then where's Anne? (Puts two and two together.) OH! They must have killed her and put her in your grave!
Laura: NOOOOOOOOO! I LOVE MY ANNIE-POO AND SHE CAN'T BE DEAD BECAUSE WE NEED TO KNOW THE SECRET!
Marian: That's not good…So now the secret is dead? Wow that sucks…
Laura: Is Walter-kins here?
Marian: (shifty eyes) …No. No he isn't. He left you for Johanna from Sweeney Todd. Yes…yes…that will work…(thinks) If Walter finds out that Laura isn't dead, I will loose all chances I have with him! (is about to knock Laura out with some chloroform when Walter comes in. Marian hides the chloroform.)
Walter: (sees Laura.) Laura Pookey-Pie!
Laura: (sees Walter.) Walter-Kins!
(Slo-mo running and they kiss.)
Marian: So much for getting Walter in the end…
Walter: Let's go force an answer out of your uncle.
Laura: silly-soprano smile Okay. Anne gave me her rubber haddock before she left.