Tinker: But we don't even know what's down that spooky place, Speedy. And it could be dangerous.
Speedy: D-D-Dangerous?! (sputters))
Debbie: You're not afraid, are you, Speedy?
Speedy: (sputters) Yup! (sputters)
Debbie: Then I'm going alone.
Mark: Uh, wait a minute, Deb. We'd better go with you.
Tinker: Golly! Even when she loses, she wins!
Vesuvio: What have you to say for yourselves?
Debbie: We weren't snooping. We were just, uh, out for a Sunday drive.
Vesuvio: Today is Saturday!
Debbie: Oh, well. (Chuckles) You know what they say. Why wait 'til the last minute?
Trilby: Don't get smart! Dr. Vesuvio's a big man around here--The biggest!
Mark: He's also the oiliest!
Tinker: Yeah. He must comb his hair with a dipstick!
Tinker: Well, I'll be! How'd you guys escape?
Debbie: Well, if it isn't our ex-friend!
Tinker: Golly, don't you understand? It was the only way I could think of to get my hands on this control panel.
Debbie: Control panel?
Tinker: Without this, Vesuvio is powerless.
Speedy: (sputters and chuckles) I-I knew my Tink's no fink. (Chuckles)
Mark: Good work, Tinker. Now we'd better get out of here as fast as we can.
(As the gang escape Vesuvio's underground city)
Debbie: I think I just made medical history. I'm carsick, seasick, and airsick all at once.