W.Smith:"...and the Ogre said, 'GARN! That's what I knows!' And he ate his own toes!"

Clara:" I will never understand why Johnathan likes you so much. You're a disgrace!"

W.Smith:" Mebbie we're birds of a feather an' the little scalewag knows it,Clara...he gets along more with me better than YOU!"

Clara:"Birds of a feather? Two coocoos,perhaps! You get along so famously with my sweetheart here because you are barely out of your Diapers mentally yourself!"

W.Smith:"Uh,oh! Speaking of mental,what's wrong with you,lad?"

Clara:"He's pointing towards the stairs!"

W.Smith:"The Professor? You want to see him? Sounds like trouble!"

Clara:"Should we see? Should we bring Johnathan there?"

W.Smith:"Arial! What do you sense? Anything at all?"

Arial:" Oh,now he wants me...after shoving ME in the corner like I was an Umbrella! All to play the fool for that ungrateful woman who-"

W.Smith:"Enough! Must I be nagged by two women today?"

Clara:"Oh,let's just go already! And before we take our first step into this new story,here is your Pacifier,Johnathan!"