He whipped out his sheet, then pulled it over himself and wrapped it tightly around his face like an old woman in a shawl. 'How do I look?''Like the ugliest shanky girl I’ve ever seen,' Minho responded. 'You better thank the gods above you were born a dude.' 'Thanks.

Shuck it,” Minho responded. “I’m tougher than nails. I could still kick your pony-lovin’ butt with twice this pain.” Thomas shrugged. “I do love ponies. Wish I could eat one right now.

Thats called hypocrisy, you shuck face piece of -!

You da boss

Minho snickered and leaned back in his chair. “Man, you are one butt-load of sunshine, let me tell you.

What was that shuck thing?" -Minho"Magic goop that eat's people's heads, that's what it bloody was." -Newt

Thomas rolled his eyes. “I never said jack about me being braver than anybody. I’m just sick of hearing people’s voices. Yours included.” Minho snickered. “Slinthead, when you try to be mean, it’s just freaking hilarious.

Shouldn't someone give a pep talk," Minho asked, pulling Thomas's attention away from Alby."Go ahead," Newt replied.Minho nodded and faced the crowd. "Be careful," he said dryly, "Don't die."Thomas would have laughed if he could, but he was too scared for it to come out."Great. We're all bloody inspired," Newt answered then pointed over his shoulder toward the Maze, "You all know the plan.

The Creators,” Minho said; then he spat on the floor. “I’m gonna break your faces!