Esther: I guess you know you're asking for trouble. Kermit: What do you mean? Why would there be any trouble? Esther: If you don't understand, I guess we'll just have to wait and see.
Jessica: Who are you? Piggy: I could ask you the same. I'm Piggy, the star of the show. Jessica: And I am Jessica, the guest star. Piggy: Guest star? What guest star? Kermit didn't mention anything about a female guest star. Esther (to herself): Oh dear.
"I thought I was supposed to be popular!"
Piggy: What's that? Kermit: It's a game. Piggy: I can see that. What game? Kermit: You see, you build these machines to get the, uh, pigs to the end of the field. Piggy: I didn't ask that. What's its name? Kermit: Um... Bad Piggies... Piggy: More like stupid piggies. I would never step into a contraption like that. So, show me how to play.
Piggy: Do you like it? I made it myself. Kermit: I had no idea you can knit. Piggy: Um, well... I chose the colors.
Calliope: What's your name? Red: You can call me Red. Calliope: Because of the outfit? And speaking of the outfit, whose granny's wardrobe did you raid? Red: Yours. - Just kidding. What's wrong with the outfit? Calliope: Just looks too warm and cozy, I guess. Red: Do you have any idea how badly cold can make old bones ache?
Calliope: So is the name because of the outfit? Red: It's really an inside joke. I once attended a costume ball and the name kind of stuck.
Calliope: You're not my guy, so why are you here and how come I can see you? Red: Actually, I am "your guy." You got reassigned to me. Calliope: Why? Did the other guy retire? Red: He got reassigned too, to another division. It happens occasionally. Calliope: So is this a courtesy call or are you here to pick me up? I can't really see anything dangerous around and I'm in perfect health. Red: It's not your time yet. I just wanted to have a little chat as you're one of the few who know about us.
Calliope: Does this count as a near death experience? Red: You know, that joke got old before you were born. Besides, there is no such thing as an NDE. You're either dead or not. Calliope: But what about that tunnel with white light? Red: Your brain's last ditch effort to do something with what's still working. Sometimes it works, sometimes you meet me. - You know, you're not supposed to touch me. Calliope: Sorry. I didn't realize you guys have personal space issues.
Calliope: If near death experience isn't real, why is everybody seeing the same thing ? Even people who haven't read about other people's NDEs? Red: You all have the same biology and, thus, the same brain structure. Of course it works the same way with everybody on a fundamental level. And we are talking very fundamental here. Calliope: You know what? You're boring. Red: I've heard that one before too. What you should remember is that "grim" is in my job description. I'm not supposed to be the life of the party. I certainly wasn't at that costume ball.