The chirp came from a thick holly bush, bright with scarlet berries, and Mary thought she knew whose it was.

Berries.

WILD STRAWBERRIES

This is ridiculous.

Holly.

Oh!

Just light a flare. Really lovely, Beth, but it's fucking useless. No, look at it.

Jesus! What is this place? Holly, where's the infrared button? lt i gt Dead animals. lt i gt lt i gt Hundreds of them. lt i gt

Holly.

Holly...

I says, Holly? Holly, you sound so far away, honey.

Take some.

In the blueberry muffins.

Girl Holly.

Um... Holly. William.

Holly Martins.

Holly Martins, sir?

Holly Golightly.

Holly, darling.

Holly, please.

! I hate them...

For coffee and blueberry muffins.

The strawberries are from the hillside.

Will you have some strawberries?

Holly, wait.

Oh, God, Holly!

There's only one way out of this chamber and that's down the pipe.

You're doing well. Come on. Come on.

What do you see? lt i gt You've got the mountain, the cave... lt i gt and there's two entrances. You are a fucking genius. I have my moments.

You're Holly's father?

Her name ain't Holly.

Holly, I love you.

Soy, parsley, garlic, grapes, berries.

Spread a layer of crushed raspberries

I hate, I hate cranberries!

Charlie! I twisted it falling.

Highbush blueberries, that's the secret.

These berries are for the feast.

Would you like some strawberries?

Mint sauce or cranberries?

In my time, a berry that size...

Finally, Holly Dagres tweeted

Holly, come on, will you?

Are you Holly Kennedy?

Okay. Holly, grab the pole!