*Rizzo and Turbo sit on the lid of Oscar's trash can as ... uh ... I ... wheel it out of the amusement park on a cart*
Rizzo: So, uh, you seen da new layout yet?
Me: Layout of what?
Rizzo (waving around): DA TOWN, DA TOWN! It don't look DIFF'RENT ta you?
Me (shrugs): I dunno.
Turbo (takes out the
map): So, uh, Cottahpin's team did all dis?
Rizzo: Pffbt. It weren't just HER. All o' us chipped in. It ain't like we had somethin' else bettah ta do.
Oscar (banging from below the lid): Pipe down! I'm watching my Grimes!
Turbo and me: Grimes?
Rizzo (shrugs): A grouch don't like clean stuff, so if he's watchin' a bunch o' soaps, he's gotta use da lingo dat don't sound so clean.
Me (smiles): Oscar likes soaps?
Oscar (from beneath the can): NO I DON'T!
Turbo: So, what d'we do now? Jus' wandah da town until her feet fall off?
Rizzo (points): 'Ey, dere's dat band bus. Maybe we should go see if anybody's dere.
Turbo (bouncing the lid slightly with his butt): Dis t'ing go up an' down?
Rizzo: Uh, yeah -- and quit bouncin' da t'ing!
Turbo (tries hard not to bounce the lid)
Rizzo (cups his hands over his mouth): 'Ey, yo! Ed! Ailie! Ya dere?