"Why do you hide inside your walls, when there is music in my halls? All I see is an empty room. No more joy, a empty tomb. It's so good to sing all day. To dance, to spin, to fly away..."

"Is someone there? Is it time for the show? I can hear someone creeping through my room. Perhaps... not."

"All I do is dance alone, but now I hear your flesh and bone. I roam these halls alone all day, but now you're here, friend and prey."

"Save me a dance for another day, perhaps?"

"Ballora's Lullaby: "Why do you hide inside your walls, when there is music in my halls? All I see is an empty room, no more joy, an empty tomb. It's so good to sing all day, to dance, to spin, to fly away... What's this? Is it time for the show? Is somebody there? Creeping through my room, up upon my stage, which feels more like a tomb.... Perhaps not. (Why do you hide inside your walls, when there is music in my halls? All I see is an empty room, up upon my stage, which feels more like a tomb.... Perhaps not.)"

"Daddy, why won't you let me play with her?"

"Daddy, you let the other children go see her. Why won't you let me go?"

"Daddy, just once, let me go play with her. She's so pretty and shiny. Didn't you make her just for me?"

"Daddy, she can make balloons! Have you seen her make balloons?! Oh, Daddy, let me go to her!"

"Daddy isn't watching."

"Don't tell Daddy that I'm here. I wanted to watch your show, too. I don't why he wouldn't let me come see you. You're wonderful! Where did the other children go?"

"I s-see you over there in the dark! Co-Come on out!"

"G-Get ready for a surpriiiise!"

"HEY BON-BON! GO G-GET 'EM!"

"(Laugh) Oh, well, hello again!"

"Bon-Bon, say hi to our friends!"

"BON-BON, SAY-AY HI TO OUR FRIENDS!"

"(Laugh) I know you're over there somewhere!"

"Hey, Bon-Bon! I thi-think that's the birthday boy over there-ere! We should go give him a SURPRISE!"

"WELL, HELLO AGAIN!"

"I-I know you're over there so-o-omewhere!"

"Well, hello aga-ain! Hahaha! Are you ready-dy-dy for Round 2?"

"Bon-Bo-on! Let's not keep our friend wai-aiting!"

"Knock-k-k Knock! Anybody home?"

"Ready or n-n-not, here I c-come!"

"Oh, Birthday Boy!"

"B-Bon-Bon...go ge-et him!"

"What a Party Pooper!"

"Glad to have you back again again!”"

"Interviewer: There's no doubting what you've achieved on a technical level. These are clearly state of the art. There are just certain design choices that were made for these robots that we don't quite fully understand. We were hoping that you could shed some light on those."

"William Afton: She can dance. She can sing. She's equipped with a built-in helium tank for inflating balloons right at her fingertips. She can take song requests. She can even dispense ice cream."

"Interviewer: With all due respect, those aren't the design choices that we were curious about, Mr. Afton."

"HandUnit: Welcome to the first day of your exciting new career! Whether you were approached at a job fair, read our ad in "Screws, Bolts, and Hairpins", or if this is the result of a daring, we welcome you. I will be your personal guide to help you get started. I'm a model 5 of the Handyman's Robotics and Unit Repair System. But you can call me "HandUnit". Your new career promises challenge, intrigue, and endless janitorial opportunities. Please enter your name as seen above the keypad. This cannot be changed later, so please be careful. It seems that you had some trouble with the keypad. I see what you were trying to type, and I will auto-correct it for you. One moment. Welcome: "Eggs Benedict". You can now open the Elevator using that bright, red, and obvious button. Let's get to work! Allow me to fill this somewhat frightening silence with some lighthearted banter. Due to the massive success, and, even more so, the unfortunate closing of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, it was clear that the stage was set (no pun intended) for another contender in children's entertainment. Unlike most entertainment venues, our robotic entertainers are rented out for private parties during the day, and it's your job to get the robots back in proper working order before the following morning. You are now in the Primary Control Module. It's actually a crawlspace between the two front showrooms. Now, let's get started with your daily tasks. View the window to your left. This is the Ballora Gallery: Party Room and Dance Studio, encouraging kids to get fit and enjoy pizza! Let's turn on the light and see if Ballora is onstage. Press the blue button on the elevated keypad to your left. Uh oh! It looks like Ballora doesn't feel like dancing. Let's give her some motivation. Press the red button now to administer a controlled shock. Maybe that will put the spring back in her step. Let's check the light again. Excellent. Ballora is feeling like her old self again and will be ready to perform again tomorrow. Now, view the window to your right. This is the funtime auditorium, where Funtime Foxy encourages kids to play and share. Try the light! Let's see what Funtime Foxy is up to. Looks like Funtime Foxy is taking the day off. Let's motivate Funtime Foxy with a controlled shock. Let's try another controlled shock. Looks like Funtime Foxy is in perfect working order. Great job! In front of you is another vent shaft. Crawl through it to reach the Circus Gallery Control Module. On the other side of the glass is Circus Baby's auditorium. Let's check the light and see what Baby is up to. Looks like a few of the lights are out, but we can fix that later. Let's encourage Baby to cheer ups, with a controlled shock. Let's try another controlled shock. Great job, Circus Baby. We knew we could count on you! That concludes your duties for your first night on the job. We don't want you to leave overwhelmed; otherwise, you might not come back. Please leave using the vent behind you, and we'll see you again tomorrow."

"The Immortal and the Restless Episode 1:"

"Narrator: Another day, another dramatic entry in the lives of Vlad and his distressed mistress. Where will they go? What will they do? All of that and more happening now."

"Vlad: Clara, I tell you, the baby isn't mine."

"Clara: Count, I tell you that it is. You're the only vampire I've ever loved. And the baby turns his bottles into powdered milk!"

"Vlad: That doesn't mean anything."

"Clara: He sleeps on the ceiling fan!"

"Vlad: Upright or upside-down?"

"Clara: What does it matter? You need to be part of your son's life."

"Vlad: I'm an old man, Clara. I can't be a father."

"Clara: Well, then, at least pay your child support, you deadbeat!"

"Narrator: Will Vlad and his distressed mistress find common ground? Tune in next time!"