Babe:
You are supposed to be dead, sister. I killed you myself. I killed you all.

Babette:
Well you know, this is just your imagination, you are actually falling down an endless hole, but let's get on with it.

Babette:
Dear audience, dear contestant, sweet sister, the one and only (left);the BABE, please allow me to introduce our targets/loverboys!


Babe:
Yum. I can't wait to get my teeth into one of these boys.

Babette:
So here are the boys pining for the love of our dear babe! Time to get to the presentations.