TEXT: (Heavy panting) (Footsteps pound, huffing and puffing) (Huffing and puffing) (Birds chirp, cicadas drone) (Door bursts open and bangs shut) (Gasping for breath) (Claps) (Tries to speak but can't) (Gasping for breath) We're getting out! (Panting) We're finally getting out! (Hysterical high-pitched laugh) Alexis: (Laughs unsurely) David: Oh my God. I mean it! Alexis and Moira: (Shriek excitedly) (High-pitched laugh) Alexis: (Laughs and shrieks) David: Oh my-oh my God! Oh my God! Moira: (Bawling) Johnny... Johnny: Told you I'd sell this town. Didn't I tell you? David: Yes. Not to diminish your accomplishment, but you did say that a handful of times. I think eight, to be exact. It bears repeating. Alexis: My little suity-cases! Oh! Moira: David? Should I take this with me? If I'm being perfectly honest, it's very low on the totem pole of coats of yours that I like, but- Moira: It was a gift from your father. Hey, that's a good coat. I outbid Richard Branson for it at the Kiminski auction. Moira: I did get sick of having hot coffee and blood thrown at me. You know who covets this coat? Jocelyn. I could bestow it upon her as a parting gift. We may want to put pen to paper before we start giving away designer clothing, sweetheart. It would be her first piece of clothing made outside of mainland China. I'm gonna do it. Alexis: Honestly, I cannot wait to get to the beach. David: What? Alexis: Yeah, I'm going to St. Barts with Jenna, Leisha, and... Some other girl with an "ah" name that I can't quite remember
SUMMARY:
Johnny finds a potential buyer for the town; David and Alexis realize they have become attached to Schitt's Creek.