Happy, Nick Sax and others in “White Sauce? Hot Sauce?”

Uh, what are you doing? Get off the tracks.

Do you smell that? All the Christmas spirit in the air. You could practically choke on it. You scratch the surface, and there you have it. Our true selves. People hiding behind their bright, colorful wrappings of bullshit. Hoping it'll hide what they really are deep down inside underneath it all - empty boxes and broken toys. [the lights come back on]

Ladies and gentlemen, we apologize for any inconvenience. The next Queens-bound train will be arriving in two minutes.

Uh, Nick. The train is coming.

Yep.

Yeah, so why don't you get off the tracks?!

Nope. I'm gonna teach you a lesson, my little blue bastard. Something you're never gonna forget. I'm gonna lie down here on these tracks and I'm gonna let that train run me right over and I guarantee you, not one SOB on that whole platform will lift a finger to help me.

Nick, no!