Old Nick: What is that? !s that a birthday cake?Ma: Mm.Old Nick: You should have told me. I'd have gotten him a present. So how old is he, anyway? Four?Jack: Five.
Old Nick: What's that smell?Ma: Sorry, I burned some cheese. Here. I just wasn't thinking.Old Nick: Well, thinking is not your strong suit.
Jack: Are we in another planet?Ma: Same one. Just a different spot.
Ma: Ssh. Go back to sleep.Jack: Once upon a time, before I came, you cried and cried and watched TV all day, until you were a zombie. But then I zoomed down from heaven, through skylight, into Room. Whoosh-pshew! And I was kicking you from the inside. Boom, boom! And then I shot out onto Rug with my eyes wide open, and you cutt-ed the cord and said, "Hello, Jack!"
