Shopkeeper: You're not an elf by any chance, are you? I don't hire elves anymore.
Seashell Boy: I am Fisherman Phineas Flounder's Amazing Abalone Seashell Boy From The Lost Lagoon. It's a name that will take me far.
Emily Elizabeth: Jetta, maybe you could try and get Cosmo to do something quiet to calm him down a little.
Charley: Like read a book or something.
Mr. Bleakman: There's nothing prettier than a perfectly planted petunia.
Mac: Cleo, you've got a cone.
Cleo: Uh huh.
Mac: And you're out in public.
Cleo: Yes, Mac. I am wearing a cone, in public. I had an itch I couldn't stop scratching, so Dr. Dihn put it on to help me stop scratching. Now if you've got a problem with that, you can just go and play with somebody else.
Cleo: I said I had a lot of squeak-toys.
T-Bone: I think we should stop talking about itching and get back to playing.
Cleo: What is she wearing?
Mac: I can't believe she went out in public like that.
Speckle Story: Speckle and the Slumber Party
Clifford's Big Idea: Have Respect