Kitty: Mary told me about your last visit. She said you were nice, but I had hard time believing that. What's gotten into you? Anika: It's not her fault that he's her father. Besides, she was very polite and well-behaved, quite unlike him. Kitty: He would behave well, if you did the same. Anika: I always behave well, you know that. It's not my fault, if he's uncivilized. Kitty: Maybe we should change the subject. - So, what did you and Mary talk about?
Anika: She told me about her mother and what happened to her. You know, I can understand quite well why her mother never told him. Kitty: We're not talking about him. Anika: All right. You know how feel about him anyway. What was I saying? Oh yes, I felt sorry for her. Things like that shouldn't happen. - I guess I have to give him credit for not even trying to avoid the responsibility. Kitty: If you knew him, you'd know that was never an option. Anika: Maybe. So, now that he's got a daughter already, I guess you're not planning on having... Kitty: Stop it! Right now. That is none of your business.
Mary: I heard you talking to someone. Who was it? You sounded angry. Kitty: It was grandma. We are very rarely able to talk like civilized people. Mary: But whisky at this time of the day? It can't be that bad. - If I had a grandma, I wouldn't argue with her. Kitty: That's because you don't know what it's like. - Mary, how much do you know about my kind? Mary: Nothing. There were a couple of girls in my previous school, but they never even saw me. They were always together and most other kids were bending over backwards to please them. Kitty: Sounds just about right. Let me explain some of the basics. It will help you understand the situation...
Mary: So, you're saying your kind are snobs? Kitty: That's a very accurate summary, although it isn't quite as simple as that. Mary: And that genetic purity thing? Does it mean I'm not going to get little sisters or brothers? Kitty: Would you like to? Knowing that they probably wouldn't be your kind? Mary: Of course. What does it matter? I wouldn't mind having a tail myself. It looks neat. Kitty: You are full of surprises. - I can't promise you anything, but I'm happy to hear you wouldn't object.
Mary: Someone's at the door. Kitty: Well, isn't this a busy morning. I hope it isn't more annoyance. Mary: I've got to go to school or I'll be late. I'll see you after school.
Toffee: Kitty! What is this? Kitty: What do you think? Grandma was here. Toffee: But you don't... Kitty: No, I don't. I don't want to talk about it. Toffee: All right. Let's talk about something else.
Kitty: Do you remember Zeke? The guy Chase and I brought home one night? The one you found in the bathroom? - He's back. Toffee: Interesting. How is he? Still furry? Kitty: Mother! Toffee: Kitty, don't take it so seriously. It was hilarious. Although, I'm sure your grandmother would not have thought so. Kitty: I know. Anyway, he can still do the changing. In fact, it seems that he's better at it than ever before.
Toffee: That's no wonder, considering his age. What is he now? In his mid-twenties? Kitty: Something like that. Although, age doesn't matter quite as much for them as for others. He'll be the same in his forties, maybe even stronger. Toffee: Does Riddick know? Him and Zeke... That would be something. Kitty: Well, Zeke is dating Ruby, and Riddick had a problem with it. He just couldn't let it be, even though I told him it would be better to leave Zeke alone. Toffee: I would have loved to see that. Who won? Kitty: They didn't fight. Riddick isn't stupid.
Kitty: Besides, Mary attacked Zeke before they had time to do anything. Toffee: Attacked? You can't be serious. Kitty: Oh, yes. I didn't see it, but Riddick told me she was furious. Toffee: You look worried. What is it? Kitty: Just imagine, his spirit in that small body. That's going to mean trouble, serious trouble. Toffee: Yes, you could be right. Still, I'm sure you and Riddick are better equipped to deal with it than most.
Adel: So, I heard you hit the jackpot. Ruby: What are you talking about? Adel: Zeke. I heard what happened between him and Riddick. Ruby: How did you hear that? No one else saw him, except Mary and Max. Adel: Max told me. Ruby: He wasn't supposed to tell. Adel: He was asking me questions about them and naturally I had to find out why. He had no choice but to tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone.
Ruby: But what about the jackpot? What did you mean by that? Adel: Do you have any idea how few of them there are left? Most people already think they don't even exist. That doesn't bother them, though. Makes everyday life easier, I guess. Ruby: But that doesn't answer my question. Adel: I suppose it all comes down to what you're looking for in a man. I wouldn't mind someone like him, or Riddick. Ruby: Riddick? Adel: Wouldn't you just love to see those two have a go at it? I wonder who would win. Ruby: I don't want to know.
Ruby: By the way, you mentioned once that you know Val... Adel: Yes, I do. Unfortunately. What about her? Ruby: She'll be here tonight. Kermit thinks she's so good that it's worth taking the risk of Miss Piggy going nuclear. Adel: So, she doesn't like Val either? Who is he? The man Val stole from her? Ruby: Tried to steal. It's Marv, Miss Piggy's boyfriend. Piggy threatened to rip Val's "pointy ears" off, if she ever came near Marv again. Adel: Haha! Pointy ears! How did she know? Val hates it when people point out the one thing that makes it clear she's not human. Did you know she even considered plastic surgery to fix them?
Val: Hello again. So, you're still here. How about the crazy pig? Ruby: If you mean Miss Piggy, of course she is here. Should I go and get her? Val: No. On the contrary. I don't want to meet her. - So, where's Riddick? I'd like to talk to him. Ruby: I don't see why. He isn't that fond of you, you know. You weren't very nice last time. Val: Don't tell me you got upset. Did I get too close to the truth? Are you still running after him or did you already give up? Ruby: Why would I run after a married man? I'm not like you. Val: Married? What are you talking about? Ruby: Didn't you know about him and Kitty? He even bought her a house. Val: You lying little...
Mary: What's going on? Val: Well, well, another little girl and an even younger one. Doesn't Kermit pay well enough to be able to hire adults? Mary: I don't work here. I'm here with my dad. Who are you and why are you talking like that? Val: Quit whining, both of you. Where's Riddick? I want to hear it from himself. Mary: Hear what? Never mind, I'll go and get dad, if that's what you want. Val: No, you silly girl. Why would I want to talk with... your dad...? Don't tell me... Mary: You asked for Riddick, didn't you? Val: I can't believe this. - I'll be in the dressing room, if anyone asks.
Mary: What's wrong with her? Is she crazy or something? Ruby: She's been after Riddick ever since they first met. Mary: Oh... What makes her think he would be interested? Ruby: He was. Once. Mary: Really? Why would he... with someone like her? Ruby: Who knows. It was before there was anything between him and Kitty. I guess it was just fun. Mary: You know what would be fun? A little practical joke. I can get that bimbo into trouble in no time and she will never know what hit her. Ruby: Better not. It would just mean more work for Riddick. He would need to solve the mess, you know. It was bad enough with Miss Piggy.
Mary: I saw someone called Val. She wasn't very nice. Riddick: What did she do? Mary: She was rude to Ruby. To me too, but she sort of forgot what she was saying when she realized who I am. Riddick: I can't believe this. Mary: That's exactly what she said. - How could you? With her? Ruby told me. Riddick: You shouldn't ask that. You're too young to know about those things.
Mary: Are you kidding? Mother explained "those things" to me a long time ago. Riddick: What was she thinking? Mary: That knowing the theory doesn't mean you need to apply it in practice right away. She knew she wouldn't be around long enough and she wanted to make sure I know everything I need to know. - So, about Val... Riddick: It was a mistake. That's all I'm going to say about it. And it would be better, if you stayed clear of her. As you said, she isn't nice.
Orlock: What brings you here? Schizo: Believe it or not, I'm performing tonight. Orlock: Really? I thought your act was a bit, um... too mature for the show. Schizo: I've cleaned it up a bit. In fact, I do two versions nowadays. The original one and one suitable for more sensitive audiences. Of course, the latter isn't as much fun, but it has opened up more opportunities. Orlock: I thought you didn't care about money. Schizo: One has to eat and pay the rent.
Schizo: I saw a pretty little blonde with Riddick. A very young one. Orlock: His daughter. Schizo: Really? I didn't know. Orlock: She showed up some time ago. Even Riddick didn't know about her. Schizo: One of those cases, eh? Did he run away or did the mother "forget" to tell? Orlock: The latter.
Orlock: Hi, Zeke. Schizo: Well, well, if it isn't Mr. Werew... Zeke: Don't. Schizo: You really are much too sensitive about that. Orlock: Do you know each other? Zeke: We have met. Schizo: Max, did you know that political correctness has reached new heights? You can't even use the W-word anymore. It's lycanthrope now. Zeke: I would call you a creep, but unfortunately even that isn't offensive to your kind.