Zpringzia: "Zo...what d'yew thik ov mein zkooter wik moder?"

Thomas: "Well--I like th' cozy SEATING ARANGEMENT!"

Thomas: "Oo! That's my FAV drive-in truck stop! Let's get sum LUNCH!"

Zpringzia: "Alvright, dalink..."

Zpringzia: "Um--1684?"

Thomas: "Sunny has an exquiz sense of HUMAH!"

Zpringzia: "Zo--parked in ze 'Zervice mit FOOD' zpot...Vat now?"

Woman on Skates: "Welcome to Sunny's, what can I rustle up for y'all--"

Woman on Skates: "OH! Thomas--THANK GOODNESS YOU'VE COME!"

Thomas: "Um...I donno what yer talkin' about, Meril*--me n' 'Zia just stopped in for lunch..."

Meril: "But--YOU DON'T UnderSTAND! SUNNY'S been KIDNAPPED!"

Thomas: "Ho boy...So much for a quiet day of motorcycling."

Zpringzia: "Jah.."

Thomas: "WE'LL HELP YOU!"

Zpringzia: "Vunce mor, deer frend...Ento ze britch!"

Thomas: "'Breech'"

Zpringzia: "Vat?"

Thomas: "'Once more into the Breech'"

Zpringzia: "Hovabout 'Once more into ze britches'?"

Thomas: "Sadly--we have another escapade first.."

Zpringzia: "Shoot."