Lulu: “What’s the first thing you’re going to do when we get to Kosmo’s house, Chaplin?”
Chaplin: “I’m going to wash off all this troll ear wax. What about you?”
Producer Smurf: “You smurf the least smurfy airline ever. What kind of airline doesn’t smurf seats for its customers?”
Mouse: “This isn’t an airline and you’re not a customer. You just climbed aboard uninvited.”
Spicoli: “Boy that turtle sure gets around.”

Kosmo: “I will get you some shampoo and warm water at the house, Chaplin.”
Chaplin: “Shampoo? Warm water? That’s crazy talk. I’m going to get Charlee to groom me.”
Lulu: “Are you sure Charlee is going to want to groom you when you’re covered in troll ear wax?”
Chaplin: “Of course. Charlee worships the ground I walk on.”
Producer Smurf: “I’m going to smurf you a bad review on Yelp.”
Mouse: “You do that.”

Later …

Kosmo: “I hope everybody is warm enough!”
Producer Smurf: “I thought you said you were going to smurf a belly rub.”
Lulu: “I am. I’m getting a belly rub from that nice toasty fire.”
Spicoli: “Does that door thing open? Can we make s’mores?”
Chaplin: “Doesn’t that fire make you want to snuggle and groom each other?”
Charlee: “I’m not grooming all that troll ear wax out of your fur. Maybe you should get closer to the fire and melt it away.”
Kosmo: “No, don’t do that, Chaplin! Troll ear wax is highly flammable.”
Mouse: “Where’s Vermin?”
Mr. Nibbles: “She said she had to run an errand.”
Mouse: “Just as well. There probably wouldn’t have been room in this panel for her anyway.”

That evening …

Charlee: “Bye Kosmo! Thanks for your hospitality!”
Chaplin: “And for your help exposing that so-called troll wizard!”
Kosmo: “You’re welcome! We tuxedo cats have to stick together! Now, are you sure you’ve got everything you’re taking with you?”
Lulu: “Yep, all our friends are aboard. And so is Producer Smurf.”
Producer Smurf & Vermin: “Hey!”

After boarding is complete …

Kosmo: “Are you sure that giant leather Frisbee can carry all of you?”
Mouse: “Well, we’ve never had a problem before. It is super loaded up with passengers this time, though …”
Mr. Nibbles: “I’m pretty small.”
Charlee: “I’m pretty small too.”
Producer Smurf: “I’m smallest of all.”
Chaplin: “I helped unmask Papa Smurf, so I get to stay.”
Spicoli: “I have my own ways of defying gravity, dude.”
Kosmo: “All right then! Safe travels!”

Mouse: “Okay, well, that didn’t work. Is anyone carrying any contraband or excess carry-on baggage?”
Mr. Nibbles: “No.”
Charlee: “No.”
Chaplin: “No.”
Spicoli: “No.”
Lulu: “No.”
Producer Smurf: “No.”

Mouse: “Vermin?”
Vermin: “HISSS! Nasty mouse! Why are you singling me out?”
Mouse: “Because you’re the one neither answering questions nor rambling on about how light you are.”
Vermin: “HISSS! Well as you can see I’m carrying nothing in my paws. So there.”
Spicoli: “What about in your pouch, dude?”

Shortly thereafter …

Lulu: “So long, Kosmo! Thanks again!”
Kosmo: “How am I supposed to get this thing out of the yard?”
Spicoli: “Dude, why were you carrying an anvil around in your pouch?”
Vermin: “HISSS! I heard Finland has the best heavy metal so I thought maybe I could take some home and sell it.”