There's another sign.

Daddy (picking Alex up on the school playground): Are you ready to go to Pop’s birthday?
Alex: Yeah.
Alex (to an older boy): I going to Pop’s birthday, boy.


(riding in the car)

Mommy: We’re going to Pop’s birthday.
Alex: Yeah and I gonna give him his card.
Mommy: That’s right, I brought his birthday card so you can give it to him.
Alex: Thank you, Mommy.

Alex: And there’s a car, coming out of the signs.
Mommy: What?
Alex: The car’s coming out of the signs.
Daddy: Say it again?
Alex: The car’s coming out of the signs.
Daddy (to Mommy): Signs.
Alex: Look Mommy, there’s another truck.
Mommy: Yeah. That’s a cement mixer.
Alex: Ment mixer, Daddy. Ment mixer. Goes around and round.
Alex: Look, a fire engine!
Daddy: Yeah!
Mommy: That’s an ambulance, Alex. It’s the same color as a fire engine, but it’s smaller.
Alex: That’s a ambulance.
Alex: Look Mommy, there’s a fire hydrant.
Mommy: That’s right.
Alex: There’s a sign!
(Mommy stops at a red light.)
Alex: We gonna get out here.
Daddy: No, let’s stay in the car and go to Pop’s birthday.
(The car is moving again.)
Alex: There’s another sign!
Alex: There’s a sign.
Alex: Look, a ambulance! That’s not a fire truck that’s a ambulance.
Alex: There’s a sign.
Alex: And another sign.
Daddy: Do you see another sign?
Alex: There’s one!
Alex: There’s another sign. Alex find another sign.
Alex: There’s another fire hydrant!
Alex: There’s another sign.
Mommy: Do you see another sign?
Alex: I don’t see one.
Alex: Oh, there’s a sign.
Alex: There’s a sign.
Alex: There’s a sign.
Alex: There’s a octagon.
Alex: There’s ano – oh, another sign!
Mommy: Another sign.
Alex: Another sign.
Alex: Signs! One, two, three, four, five. Oh there’s another fire hydrant. And another sign. Oh, a big flag! And way way strong and strong and big.
Alex: There’s a house.
Mommy: That’s a bank.
Alex: A bank.
Alex: Look, a school bus.
Alex: That’s a green truck.
Mommy: A green truck? Yeah.
Alex: There’s a ambulance.
Mommy: Look at this truck, Alex, with the white thing on top.
Alex: There’s a mail truck! A mail truck, mommy!
Mommy: I saw it. There’s a crane.
Alex: Orange tractor!
Mommy: There’s a big cactus.
Alex: Where is it?
Mommy: Oh, you missed it.
Mommy: There’s a big lobster.
Alex: I don’t see it.
Mommy: Oh, we passed it. But here’s Pop’s birthday restaurant.


(Gromit is being a pest.)
Mommy: Gromit! Cut it out!
(Gromit walks away and lies down quietly.)
Alex: Good listening, Grommie.


Alex: I want to go to the barber shop.
Daddy: It’s late, we aren’t going today. Maybe you can go tomorrow with Miss Alex.
Alex: No, she’s sick.
Daddy: Yes, she was sick, but now she feels better.
Alex: She’s sick.
Daddy: No, she’s all better.
Alex: No, she’s sick!
Daddy: She’s better, she’s coming tomorrow.
Alex (getting upset): She’s sick!!
Daddy: Okay, okay, she’s sick.
Alex: No. She’s better.