Cindy: “So what’d we get today?”
Marty: “A boxcar.”
Cindy: “That’s… dull.”
Marty: “Not only is it dull, but it means we’ve got two or three more days’ worth of dull train parts coming. Merry Christmas!”
Cindy: “Aw, don’t be such a cynic, Marty. I mean, the whole train will be cool.”
Marty: “I guess. I Just can’t shake the feeling that there’s something we’re missing. Something going on right under our noses, that’s more important than train cars and trying to get the cat off Guardbot’s head.”
Gilbert: “Rrrroooowww! Ffffffftt!”
Guardbot: “Cat-is-pointy! Cat-is-POINTY!”
Panicbot: “YOU ARE GOING TO DIE! WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE!”
Tinyfiretruckbot: “Woooooooweeoooooooooo!”
Marty: “By the way, are you going to put that knife away, ever?”
Cindy: “Not until we are done with this plot and safely out of this madhouse.”
