Orel: [after trying to call Clay] No one's there. Gosh, he's gotta come home on Easter and all.
Bloberta Puppington: [while searching frantically] Handkerchief, handkerchief, handkerchief, handkerchief, handkerchief, handkerchief, handkerchief, handkerchief...
Shapey Puppington: Mommy?
Bloberta Puppington: Not now Shapey, no milk.
Shapey Puppington: [His first complete sentence] When I'm thirsty, it feels, how I feel when I'm alone.
Bloberta Puppington: What?
Orel: Golly, things sure have changed around here.
