[as Camel Cricket slurps up milk]

Eva: Milk is good. It's just so hard to drink.

Tim: Don't you remember Mom? Potatoes are her friends.

Heather: Some girl friends and I wanted to go to the movies. Can we go?

Eva: Sure I don't see why...

Greg: Going to the movies isn't going to make you ready to be a woman.

Camel Cricket: Best be a'getting on your way little doggy, or old Camel Cricket is a'gonna have some fun. I'll let them alone if we settle this, Pilgrim. At high noon. Your stable.

Camel Cricket: We will paint your sky!