Carl, Carl's Dad and others in “Cybernetic Ghost of Christmas Past from the Future”

[opening his present] Oh boy, oh boy, I hope this is a new mommy!

Yeah, it's not. Unwrap it, ya little creep, we gotta be at work in an hour.

What is this, da– is this carpet, daddy?

Carpet? No. It's berber; that's an industry term.

Hey, it's like a flyin' magic carpet here! Look at this, I'm flyin' around in Egyptland!

[cuts Carl off] Yeah, that's cute. Don't get too attached there, Aladdin, 'cause its about to be magic flyin' dinner.

[looking worried] Y-you can't eat carpet... Silly Daddy.

No, of course you can't, like that. You gotta boil it, so the glue gets soft, ya know.:[looks at his watch] Oh jeez, look at the time!

But it's Christmas, Daddy!

You're not getting out of this! Put on your work boots and your respirator! I pulled a lot of strings to get them to hire an 8-year-old!

[crying and muttering to himself] Don't make me go! I don't wanna make insulation!

C'MON, WE'RE LATE!!!!

OH GOD!

Cybernetic Ghost

You remember that Christmas, don't you?

Yeah, well, you know, I remember eating carpet. Not so much the, uh, lasers and the robots.