Daryl Sabara credited as playing...
- Rex: Noah and I took a couple of ladies to a horror movie.
- Caesar: Ah, to engage their paleomammalian brain so the fear response would be to cling to the nearest male. Did it work?
- Rex: Yeah, but they both clung to me.
- Caesar: I believe the word is "SCORE"!
- Rex: Yeah, except Noah pretty much hates me now. *He* was supposed to be the hero.
- Noah: [after Claire and Annie enter the hotel] Gee. Look at me. 100% cling free.
- Rex: It's going to work out. Trust me. I know what I'm doing.
- Noah: ...I've heard that before.
- Rex: We need to leave before someone is hurt.
- Claire: Because Annie and I are so helpless, right? I seem to remember kicking some Evo tail at Prom.
- Annie: Yeah! Of course, we had a full armed battle tank then.
- Rex: I was thinking less excreting more fog machine and lights.
- Caesar: Oh, this will be *way* better. Trust me.
- Rex: [Nervous chuckle] Cool.
- Rex: So I don't see any bandages. Things must be good with you.
- Annie: Yep. No more bad luck. I haven't broken a bone this year - at least not one of my own.
- Rex: I spent all afternoon setting this place up to make you look like a hero. Just give it a chance.
- Noah: "Setting up?" Great! Passing potential embarrassment and proceding directly to utter humiliation.
- Noah: Whoa. Check out the claw marks.
- Annie: Looks like the work of a chisel work pick axe.
- [Everyone stares at Annie]
- Annie: Long story - but he's okay now.
- Rex: Good to know.
- Rex: Something weird is happening here - something dangerous.
- Noah: Facing the unknown is always dangerous, my friend.
- Rex: Noah, this is *real*! This isn't one of my tricks.
- Noah: It isn't?
- Claire: And by "tricks" you mean what exactly?
- Rex: At least we don't have to worry about Wrightson's ghost anymore.
- Noah: Unless he's the Evo.
- Rex: Great! Ghost Evos - because I was getting bored with the normal stuff.
- Rex: Annie, maybe you're not the one to handle a black cat.
