Alfred Hitchcock and Walt Disney are stuck in Stranded in a Lunar Base and forced to have a deep conversation.

Hitchcock: This sterile environment, devoid of shadows, is utterly terrifying, wouldn't you agree, Walt? Where's the suspense when there's nothing to hide behind?

Disney: Oh, Hitch, think of the possibilities! We can *create* the shadows, the suspense, build a world where anything is possible with a little imagination and some good old-fashioned innovation.

Hitchcock: Imagination, yes, but without a healthy dose of dread, it's merely saccharine fluff. My audience needs to feel the icy grip of fear.

Disney: But fear can be overcome with hope, with the unwavering belief in goodness. Think of the children, Alfred! We must inspire them.

Hitchcock: Children are precisely who I target, Walt. Their innocence makes them exquisitely vulnerable to the horrors lurking beneath the surface.

Disney: Nonsense! Childhood should be a haven, a place of wonder. We must show them the magic that exists even in the darkest corners of the universe.

Hitchcock: Magic? Bah! The universe is indifferent, a vast, uncaring void just waiting to swallow us whole.

Disney: That's where you're wrong, Alfred. We fill the void with our stories, with our dreams, with the enduring power of the human spirit.

Hitchcock: I prefer to remind them how fragile that spirit truly is, how easily it can be broken. A single misstep, a wrong turn...

Disney: But even a broken spirit can be mended, Alfred, with a little faith, a little love, and a whole lot of pixie dust.