Where's trick-or-treating? Do you know where trick-or-treating is?

Alex: Are you not going to work today?
Daddy: No. It’s Saturday, no work today!
Alex: No. Daddy’s staying with me.


Alex: Claire, here's a hat for you.

Alex: I got Claire her hat what she played with yesterday.
Alex: Now I have my hat what I played with yesterday.
Alex: I’m a witch.
Claire: A ha! A ha!


Mommy: What are you doing?
Alex: I’m playing with Claire.


Daddy: What was that book about?
Alex: I don’t know.
Daddy: What did the cows say?
Alex: Clickety clack mooooooo.


(Playing trains)

Alex: Then Thomas was happy.

Alex: The track was broken. Then Ernie gonna have a good idea, he must be gonna clean it up.


Alex: Daddy, a ball! I'm gonna throw it up in the sky. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine! Throw!


Alex: I'm gonna show this bear to Aunt Sheridan and Meg.


Alex: I got you a new costume, Claire. A lion! Not a ladybug.


Alex: I'm gonna be a firefighter.


(Daddy is reading/paraphrasing The Flight of the Singing Pilot.)
Daddy: And Tasha and Uniqua and Pablo, and, um... uh… and the moose, all went inside for chocolate pudding. “Let’s have a snack,” they said. The end.
Alex: His name’s Tyrone.


Alex: Can you put my cow on my bookcase?
Daddy: Okay.
Alex: Far away, beside my 'tainer.


Alex: We’re gonna do Halloween at our house, den we’re gonna do Halloween at the neighbor’s house.
Daddy: That’s right.
Alex: And at Oakley’s house.
Daddy: Yeah.
Alex: Den we’re gonna do all of that den after dinner.
Daddy: Yeah.
Alex: Den we’re gonna go after nap.


Alex: Can I have the treats now?


Alex: Here’re the treats! Here’re the treats, Daddy, on the door. I found them.


Alex: Please can we go trick-or-treating?!


Alex: We don't eat treats. Just dogs. Just dogs eat treats.
Daddy: That's right.
Alex: Not dog food. Just our own food.
Daddy: That’s right.
Alex: The witch candy will bring me some treats.


Daddy: What does the good witch do?
Alex: Um she just got treats. Um she went home. She just went home.
Daddy: Okay.
Alex: And now she's at home. With her witch friends.


Alex: I – I thought you were gonna go trick-or-treating.


Daddy: Is Alex gonna get a treat?
Alex: Yeah.
Daddy: Is Claire gonna get a treat?
(Alex thinks.)
Alex: Yes she is.
Daddy: Yes she is, good!
Alex: And Oakley. Three of us.


Alex: Treats don't have any tomato sauce. They make my mouth feel better.


Alex (running away from the big pumpkin as it inflates): Ah! The big pumpkin’s gonna get me!


Alex: I got some treats!


Alex (to Claire): C'mon ladybug!
Alex: Hi ladybug!
Alex: Hi ladybug!
Alex: Hi ladybug!


Alex (to Claire, excitedly): Now we're gonna go trick-or-treating!


Alex (to Mommy): Where's trick-or-treating? Do you know where trick-or-treating is?


(Claire is crying.)
Alex: What's she cryin' about?


(Alex, Claire, Mommy and Daddy are all out trick-or-treating.)

Alex (to the neighbor, prior to receiving candy): Trick or treat!

Alex (to the neighbor, after receiving candy): Thank you.

(Alex stops walking as he approaches a not-very-well-lit house.)
Alex: Maybe I don't like this one.

Alex: Are we going home now?
Daddy: Do you wanna go home or do some more trick-or-treating?
Alex: Um... some one more house.
Daddy: Okay.

Alex (approaching the next house): Not that one.

Alex (approaching the following house): That one's noisy.

Alex (looking at the house across the street): Maybe that one has a mustache.
(Mommy and Daddy exchange confused glances.)
Mommy (to Daddy): I don't see it.

(Approaching the next house)
Mommy: That one has a mummy.
(Pause.)
Alex: No daddies?

Daddy: That was fun, wasn't it?
Alex: Yeah. Now let's go home.

Alex: Now hold my hand. Let's keep walking.

Alex (approaching his house): There's our home.
Daddy: Yeah.


(back home again)

Alex: Can I eat my... um... um... trick-or-treats?

Mommy: These are safe.
Alex: Yeah.
Mommy: Yeah. So you can eat those.
Alex (to Daddy, excitedly): These are safe!


Alex: Is everybody coming to my house?


Claire (pointing to each in turn): Mama. Ah-wah. Dada.


Alex (playing trains): Uh oh, there was trouble. The track. The track was broken.


Alex (looking out of his bedroom window): Maybe they need to go to bed. They need to park cars into the night. In the garage. ‘Cause it’s late.