"You always think something bad's gonna happen to us."
"Tommy, in case you forgot, something bad always DOES happen to us."
"Well, not this time. Grandpa's with us."
"Tommy, I just knew something bad was gonna happen."
"What do you mean, Chuckie?"
"That big, furry monster your grandpa was telling us about."
"What'd your grandpa call him? The Satchmo?"
"What if he comes to get us?"
"I swear, you babies'll believe anything. There ain't..."
"...no Satchmo monster. Grandpa made him up."
"Oh, yeah? THEN, WHAT'S THAT BEHIND YOU?!"
"Well! If looking out for my family's welfare is a crime these days, then I guess I stand guilty as charged!"
"And he's trying to get my mommy and daddy!"
"We couldn't sleep 'cause of the Satchmo!"
"Satchmo? The trumpet player?"
"I knew this was a bad idea. And Didi tried to tell me there was nothing to worry a--"