Narrator: Lindsay hated her new life, but even more, she hated herself for hating her new life.
Lindsay: Marky, I just don't know how much more of this I can take. I'm surrounded by squalor and death, and I still can't be happy.
Marky Bark: Yeah, well, it's only gonna get worse, 'cause they're chasing us off the land. I mean, where are we gonna go?
Joan Bark: Hey, new girl, I just heard about your mother's trial. She was sent away.
Narrator: Lindsay had missed her own mother's trial, and for that, she'd never be able to forgive her...
Lindsay: Hey, I know a place that just opened up.
Narrator: ...herself.