Dottie: Bob...
Dottie: Bob.
Dottie: Bob, I sense a disturbance.
Rudolph: Ooo, wow, this place is so cool! I'm so glad we get to live here next.
Anna: Oh, that's such a lovely lamp.
Rudolph: What did I tell you?
Tony: So on your right you'll find makeshift beds and coffins, and scattered all around it are bits of random junk you can study and play with if you wake up in the middle of the day and you get bored.
Rudolph: What are those weird-looking crossbeams on the roof? Don't look like they provide very much support.
Tony: They're pipes, for things like heating and running hot water.
Freda: What an interesting collection.
Anna: *wordlessly admiring the tapestry*
Frederick: Are we still allowed to come and go freely if we're ever attacked?
Tony: Well, you can sneak around the house, since you've been invited in now, but I don't think I can get you out during the day at all.
Gregory: That's comforting.
Tony: Besides, I'm the film star and we're on the same side. I'm pretty sure you guys are safe.
Gregory: Hmm, this looks big enough.
*Anna's picked the one with the red tapestry, sure enough.*
Frederick: Besides, I'm not sure if I have the strength to survive another of Rookery's assaults.
Freda: Tony's a sympathizer. He'll surely assist us again.
Tony: Better believe it, Mrs. Sackville-Bagg.
Freda: Countess, dear.
Freda: But charming nonetheless.
Rudolph: (telepathically) Exactly why I like him so much.
*Now her smile seems a little awkward.*
Freda: (to herself) But look at this most handsome young man he's chosen!
Tony: I realize you're spending this entire movie hopelessly flirting with me, but we're all nine, at least physically, so it makes no sense for this to go anywhere, and even fourteen years after the release of this thing, people will ship me with your brother. Rudolph, I mean. Gregory scares me too much.
Freda: Is everything alright over there?
Rudolph: Absolutely.
Rudolph: You'll be sure to help us find that stone, right?
Tony: You betcha!
Freda: What strange children they are.
Tony: Night, dude.
Rudolph: See you. *high five*
Frederick: What are those two discussing now?
Freda: Oh, nothing.
Freda: Our youngest children were just having an oddly premature conversation about relationships with our young sympathizer friend.
Frederick: Oh.
Tony: There we go, that should be secure enough.
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