Antonin Scalia and Hayao Miyazaki are stuck in Abandoned Amusement Park Overnight and forced to have a deep conversation.

Scalia: This garish, decaying spectacle is precisely what happens when we abandon original intent, substituting subjective whims for established principles.

Miyazaki: But even in decay, there is beauty, a story whispered on the wind, of dreams once held and now surrendered to nature's embrace.

Scalia: Sentimentality! The Constitution doesn't weep for broken carousels; it defends liberty against encroaching power!

Miyazaki: Power without compassion is a curse; we must nurture the spirits of the forgotten, even these rusting machines.

Scalia: Nonsense! Law is objective; spirits are fanciful distractions from the cold, hard realities of societal order.

Miyazaki: Order imposed without understanding the heart's yearning is a cage, no different than this abandoned cage ride.

Scalia: The heart is a fickle thing; the law, however, is eternal, a bedrock upon which civilization is built.

Miyazaki: But civilization devoid of wonder, of the flight of the imagination, is a wasteland, like this park at dawn.

Scalia: You romanticize chaos! I advocate for structure, for predictable outcomes, for the rule of law!

Miyazaki: Perhaps, but even rules must bend to the wind, lest they break entirely, leaving only fragments behind.