[with Stacy's personality] Oh, uh, uh, ah-ah, I'm-I'm sorry, Stacy. Do you have a moment?
[with Schemer's personality] Yeah, but not for you. [laughs like Schemer]
Well, I think that this would be an excellent time for us to be resetting our watch before Mr. King comes. Otherwise, we could be failing the inspection.
[gasps] Oooh! Oh!, Oh, oh! I'm so scared! Well, listen. I'm a busy woman. I've got an arcade to run here, and beside, I've got to polish my nickels.
[signs] Stacy, please. Please, take a watch today. Please, Stacy. Oh...
Stacy? Schemer? Schemer? Stacy?
You know, Becky, Midge has a great heart, but sometimes I wish she'd zip her lip.
[unbeknownst to him, the wishing star passes him]
Well, I'm here to work. What's our first step?
Uh, your first step, Mr. Conductor, is to watch your step. That shelf hasn't been... [the shelf comes off, and Mr. Conductor slides down] ...nailed in.
Mr. Conductor, are you all right?
Alright?! I appear for work and fall off a shelf? I've had better jobs, I'll tell ya.
BBuster
We'll see how tough you are after I tell my dumb uncle what happened. Then I can draw on the walls all I want.
[he stops and looks at Mr. King, who glares at him]
BBuster
Oh, hello, Uncle J.B. I was just telling them about how well you run the railroad.
You're already in enough trouble, Buster. Don't make it worse by lying to me.
BBuster
Oh, but whatever do you mean, Uncle J.B.? We were just having fun.
Buster, we'll talk about it later. [points to the exit] Wait for me outside.
BBuster
[upset] I never get to have any fun. [points at Dan] It's all his fault!
[Buster exits the station]
TTypo
I smell a story here.
[he takes a sniff, then groans in disgust and covers his nose]
[offers a clothespin] Oh, Mr. Typo! Here.
[Typo places the pin on his nose and exhales sharply]
TTypo
Oh, that's much better.
Yeah, the garbage train outside has no place to go.
TTypo
"Garbage Dump Opens at Shining Time Station"!
No, no, no, Mr. Typo! We've got to figure something out.
Ginny, please, just try to calm down and tell us what happened.
Yes. The one you renamed Mr. Filthy?
Well, this time, he's really gone and done it. I took the turkey outta the oven, and he's lookin' at it like a pointer. And I thought: "That's kinda cute", when all of a sudden, he lunged, attacked, ran out the back door with it and tore it to shreds! [frets] And now, I don't have a turkey.
From now on, his new name is Mr. Get-Outta-There. What am I gonna do? My nephew and his wife are comin' for dinner.
You know something? There's a place in Dillylick that has pre-cooked turkeys, and I'm sure they're open for at least another half an hour.
I can't make it to Dillylick.
You could if I took you there.
[sets to leave] Oh, come on. Let's go. Time's a-wastin'!
Stacy, we're not going camping in the rain, are we?
No. I think we're gonna have to camp out in the station tonight.
[laughs] Camp out in the station. Talk about survival!
Well, what are you gonna do? You haven't packed any sleeping bags or blankets.
No raincoats, no flashlights.
[through his bullhorn] Who cares? Real men know how to survive in the w--
[Stacy stuffs something in Schemer's bullhorn; Schemer lowers it]
Real men know how to survive in the woods using their basic instincts. For example, if we get hungry, we'll just eat bugs and bees and bark like the bears do. And if it starts raining, why we'll just build a log cabin. In short, Miss Jones, we'll be living off the land like that great American frontiersman: Pat Boone.
[Ginny exposes a cowering Schemer to Stacy and the children]
Okay, I admit it! I admit it! I don't know anything about camping! But please! Please! Please keep that mountain lion away from me!
Mountain lion? There are no mountain lions in this neck of the woods.
Yes, there are! It's a mountain lion! It had a big furry tail, and little eyes, and little tiny legs, and... [imitates chomping] Chompin' on nuts.
Oh, Schemer. That does not sound like a mountain lion. To me, it sounds like a squirrel.
A squirrel? [calms down] Well, it sure looked like a mountain lion.
Okay, Schemer. Why don't you come here and sit down with us? We'll get you dry, get you something to eat.
Oh, no, no. I don't want anymore food. I'm too full. I think I ate too many sandwiches.
Hey, Schemer, how'd you get out of the creek?
Gettin' outta the creek was easy. Gettin' outta the swamp-- Now, that was hard! I pulled myself up by this branch, but then it got really scary and everything, 'cause it was dark, and I was... [sobs hysterically] I thought I was a goner, and then that was it. I thought I'd never see Schemer again. But then I heard this little whistle.
[she notices Mr. Conductor holding up his whistle before he disappears]
Yeah. It was like this little whistle, and I didn't know where the heck the sound came from. So I start following the sound of this little whistle, I'm going through the woods, and all of a sudden, here I am at Shining Time Station. But I was kind of afraid to come in, because I kinda thought that the kids wouldn't wanna see the old Schemer again.
Well, Schemer, it sounds like you learned your lesson the hard way.
Yeah. Never go campin' without my mommy. I'm a failure.
You have to go back now. You promised.
ECEvil Mr. Conductor
I won't go back! Not this time! A broken promise is not a crime.
Well, then, I'll tell on you.
ECEvil Mr. Conductor
Tell. Go ahead. They'll just get angry and sent you to bed.
ECEvil Mr. Conductor
Stick him quick! He'll get away!
ECEvil Mr. Conductor
Stick him with that gluey pot!
Which one of you's Mr. Conductor?!
ECEvil Mr. Conductor
My whistle?!
[the evil Mr. Conductor blows his whistle, which sounds like it used to be for the real one's whistle, and the real Mr. Conductor blows his whistle, which is still at its low toot from earlier; Kara pours the glue on the evil Mr. Conductor]
ECEvil Mr. Conductor
NO!!!!
[he turns back into a picture]
YES! Thank you, Kara. If you hadn't recognized my whistle, we'd have never gotten out of this mess!
