Scene: a bridge high in the rocks above Meteora. The teachers, having just visited a monastery, prepare to cross and head back down.
Pecoraro: Okay. I'm gonna get a straight shot, and then I'm gonna go.
(pauses and takes a deep breath)
Pecoraro: Okay, I'm going!
(literally shoots across the bridge)
Pecoraro: I hate heights.
Hoshaw: Brooke, look at me!
(pretends to stumble across the bridge)
Pecoraro: Oh my God, you're going to fall and break your neck!
Hoshaw: No I won't. I have faith!
Heys: The angels will catch me.
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