Claudia:
If this is a practical joke, we're in big trouble.

David:
I know mom, I know.

C.B.:
You just ruined everything! I hate you mom I wish you were dead!

Michael:
Don't you dare talk to your mother that way! Now, go to your room!

C.B.:
That's all you ever say to me "go to your room!" I hate you too dad! I really hate you!

David:
Stop being indulgent, ride with dad.

C.B.:
Would you please talk English?

C.B.:
Dad please listen to me! I promise to never to ask you for anything ever again! I promise, I promise! Please listen to me!

Michael:
I guess I haven't listened to much, haven't I?

C.B.:
No dad!

Michael:
Alright, I'm listening.

C.B.:
If you would believe in Santa Claus, you'd be right too. In rescuing Mom, David, and Marianne. What if there in North Pole city when you dynamite Site B?

Michael:
O.K. I'll cancel the dynamite until we take another look up there.

Ed:
They're dynamiting again! They're dynamiting again!