Rocky:
Hey, yo, Mike, whose lock is this? Whose stuff is this in my locker?

Mike:
It's Dipper's stuff. It ain't your locker no more.

Rocky:
Whatta ya talkin' about it ain't my locker no more? It's been my locker for six years. Where's my gear?

Mike:
Mickey told me to bag it. Hang it.

Rocky:
You put my stuff on skid row? I been in that locker six years; you put my stuff in a bag on skid row?

Mike:
Mickey tells me what to do. I gotta do it, right, Rock?

Rocky:
Where is he?

Mike:
Working with Dipper. He's in a baaad mood.

Rocky:
So am I.