Schizo: Nice car. Yours? Laura: No, not mine. A friend of mine lets me use it. Schizo: I wish I had friends like that. Laura: I'm actually doing her a favor. You see, I took this one to draw the paparazzis away and she took the less conspicuous one to go where she wanted to go unnoticed. Schizo: I don't see any paparazzis. Laura: They took off after they realized their mistake. Worked long enough, though.
Nikki: Will you take me for a drive? Please! Pleeeease! Laura: Sure, as you're asking so nicely. I'm in no hurry. I mean, if it's all right with Schizo. Schizo: I'm sure Jet wouldn't mind. Nikki: Mom? She'll be green with envy once I tell her about this. She's been wanting a car like this for ages. Laura: All right, hop in then!
Schizo: Take it easy. No speeding and don't be too long. Nikki: Stop fussing, uncle Schizo, it'll be all right. Mom's not going to be back in hours. Schizo: I thought you wanted to go to movies. Nikki: Forget movies, this is thousand times better!
Nikki: Come on, let's go! Step on it! Laura: Watch your mouth, little girl. - Don't worry Schizo, we won't be gone too long. Schizo: I'll be in the bar over there. Laura: Then I guess we'll have to be back fairly quick, so you won't have time to get too drunk.
Laura: How do you like it so far? Nikki: I love it! Can't we go any faster? Laura: All right, a bit faster, but Schizo... Nikki: He's a spoilsport. He always does all kinds of nasty things, but wouldn't let others...
Nikki: Watch out!!! Laura: Eeeeek! Nikki: Eeeeek!
Nikki: Nice braking. I didn't know you can stop this thing so quickly. What do you think, did we hit him? I can't look in case there's blood or something. Laura: Where did he come from? He was not supposed to be here. Nikki: Should we take a look? You look, I don't want to see.
John: Ladies, you're supposed to watch where you're driving. Nikki: You're alive! Laura: I'm so glad you're all right! I thought I hit you. John: You didn't. I just fell for braking too hard. I'm fine. No need to call the police or anything. Nikki: Why would we call the police? If we had hit you, we'd be calling an ambulance. John: I'm happy to hear that. However, the police could be interested in reckless driving. Laura: I'm sure they would be interested in you. I hope you know this road is for motorvehicles only, that's why there's that wall. The cycling path is on the other side.
John: Are you saying you know things better than law enforcement? Laura: What do you mean? John: Let me introduce myself, agent John Williams. Nikki: Agent? Are you a spy? Like James Bond? Laura: Nikki, I don't think a spy would introduce himself as an agent. John: FBI. Nikki: Oh. Laura: Fed or not, you're the one who broke the law.
Nikki: You've got a nice bike. The sheriff said uncle Schizo should get a bike, because after the next accident he'll lose his license. John: Next accident? Nikki: He's had so many we lost count. The sheriff's mad about all the damage to property. After uncle Schizo crashed into the police car, the sheriff called him a public nuisance. Tee hee. Laura: Nikki, I'm sure agent Williams... John: John. Laura: ...John has better things to do than listen to you chatter. John: On the contrary, I find it very entertaining. Nikki: See, not everybody thinks I talk too much.
Laura: We need to go now. Nikki's babysitter is waiting for us. Nikki: Goodbye, John. Will we see you again? John: Who knows? It's not a very big city. Nikki: You can come to the theater, if you want to see us. Laura works there and I'm there sometimes, because uncle Schizo performs there. Laura: Nikki, hush. Goodbye, John. Try not to get yourself killed. Find the cycling path. John: I will. Goodbye.
Nikki: He was kinda cute. Laura: Maybe, but no fashion sense whatever. Did you see what he was wearing? Nikki: So what? You can change the clothes, but not the face. Laura: True.
Schizo: Hi girls, what's up? And who's this? Nikki: This is Kitty. We're helping her to get extra pretty for the school dance. Schizo: Well, hello Kitty. I'm Schizo. Kitty: Hi, I've heard about you. Nikki told me you can do magic tricks. Schizo: That's right, I do it for living. Unfortunately, I don't know any tricks for making little girls prettier, so you'll just need to rely on Nikki and Laura.
Schizo: So, Emma, what's with the outfit? Going to a costume party? Emma: No, I'm Kitty's date. Schizo: Really? That could be a problem. After all, you're not a guy. Kitty: Nobody at my school knows Emma, so they won't notice anything. They're much too thick for that. Actually, that's why I don't have a date and asked Emma. Laura: And the outfit will throw them off guard for sure. Isn't it great? Schizo: It's certainly... different. Do you think it's proper for a dance? Emma: In my dad's country, it's good enough for the president's independence day party, so it better be good enough for a school dance.
Nikki: There, all finished. What do you think? Schizo: Very nice, but Laura, aren't you ever getting tired with those fake heart-shaped birthmarks? Laura: Why would I? It's very stylish. Kitty: I think it's great. I'm sure nobody else has one like it. Schizo: I'm sure they won't. Well, have fun and let's hope Emma's cover won't be blown. Emma: Don't worry, as long as I'm keeping my pants on, nobody will be able to tell the difference.
Schizo: What's the matter with you? Icebat: I'm a failure. - You know how Icebats are supposed to love cold and snow and stuff? Schizo: Yes, so? Icebat: The other day, I went out and it was freezing and that icky white stuff was everywhere and sun wasn't shining... Schizo: And you didn't like it and that's why you think you're a failure as an Icebat? Icebat: Yeah. I know I should just try to get used to it, but... Schizo: At last! A sane Icebat! Icebat: What? Schizo: You heard what I said. Just think of it, you're warm here, you've got the tree and cookies and booze. Why would you want to stay outside and freeze yourself to death? - Have I ever told you about Chilly Willy? No? Well, I think it's about time...
Icebat: So it's okay to be an Icebat and not like going outdoors? Schizo: Certainly. It's all the other ones, who need their heads examined. Feeling better now? Icebat: Sure. You mentioned booze... Schizo: Say no more. I'll be right back.
Schizo: Here's to sanity and staying warm while others are freezing their nuts off! Icebat: Oops! Watch your language in front of the kid. Nikki: Look what Laura gave me! Schizo: Looks dangerous, but of course, those are the best presents. Nikki: It's not dangerous. You know cats always land on their feet. Schizo: Just make sure you won't go skateboarding with a sandwich. Nikki: Huh? Schizo: Nothing. Bad joke.
Nikki: Can I have some too? Schizo: Sorry, you're too young. In a few years, maybe. Nikki: Oh, come on, just a little! Schizo: Not worth the risk. Jet would kill me, if she found out. Icebat: And she would. She's got eyes in the back of her head. Nikki: No, she doesn't. Mom's not a freak. Schizo: Just a figure of speech. There's cola in the kitchen. You can have some of that. Icebat: And there's cupcakes and cookies and donuts. Lots of them!