[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.
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!