Mike: 'Cause we just waited an hour in line to see that rock guy. We're not waiting in another whole, big line again.
Brick: Uh, I believe you're talking about Lord Alyzium. He's not a rock, he's a mineral.
Mike: From where I stood, he was mostly Styrofoam.
Brick: No offense, Dad, but I don't think you're embracing the spirit of this convention. I promise you, this one's gonna be worth it. I didn't want to spoil it for you, but they have a live Menenjula Twin Habitat.
Mike: I don't care if they have a young Angie Dickinson habitat. I'm not waiting in this line. [cellphone chimes] "Why are you being mean to Brick? Just wait in line." Did you just text your mom?
Brick: Silligans cannot lie. Well, they can, but then their arms will find off.
Mike: Look, I'm the one that brought you out here. If you got a problem with something, take it up with me, don't text your mom. Come on, the line to poke that jellyfish thingy was wide-open. Let's go.