Good one, Meg!

Alex: No. We had to stay up, because all the people who were telling us to look at the walls were playing... pianos.
(Alex laughs.)


Claire (getting back in the pool): It’s not warm! It’s warm! It’s a little bit cold but it’s really warm!


Claire: I wanna eat lunch at our real home. Are we going to our real home?

Alex (to Meg): What are you gonna have for lunch?
Meg: I don’t know. Maybe a hot dog. Maybe it'll split open.
Alex: Ha ha ha! Good one, Meg!

Alex: Daddy, I'm gonna see things that are far away!


Alex: It’s splitty. Like “my hot dog split open”.

Alex: It’s hot. Like “my hot dog split open”.


(Alex and Claire are looking out the window, and see birds flying overhead.)
Alex: Look! They're making a triangle!
Alex: They're flying north.
Claire: Yeah but -- a triangle has to have a bottom one too.


Alex: And it’s good that you already had your dinner, so you can stay in here with us. And you'd be scared out there without us. Right, Daddy?