Martha Hears


 * Helen: Pablum and Weaselgraft's hideout.
 * Martha: (whispers) Don't worry. They don't know I'm here.
 * Helen: Where is it?
 * Martha: I can tell.


 * Weaselgraft: Hello? Who is this?


 * Pablum: Wow. It's Seven... Hey, wait a minute. We're not in a nice list. We're on a naughty list.