Ah, yes of course. Thing 2 would like to clarify that just because he wears for the number 2 does not imply in any way that he's inferior to Thing 1.
He says you may feel free to call him Thing A if you like. He will also except Super Thing, Thing King, Kid Dynamite, Chocolate Thun-Da! Or Ben.
[Thing 1 jabbers incoherently]
Thing 1 says he's Thing 1 for a reason, and some people should just get used to it. It's a Thing thing; you wouldn't understand. [for the Things bickering] Okay, enough! You're quickly turning into one of my least favorite Things! [quickly closes the crate after Conrad foolishly opened it] Listen, Convex, you probably don't wanna do that.
Why not? It's just a crate.
This isn't just any ol' crate. It's for the Transdimensional Transportolator. It's kinda like a doorway which leads from this world to my world.
But it says "Made in the Philippines".
Yes, but not this Philippines. Look. Now I'm not usually a rules guy, but this is a biggie. No opening for the crate. No looky, no touchy. Got it?
T1 Thing 1
Mekka-dekka we should settle our differences.
[The Cat holds up a crab-shaped lock, crawls and holds from the open handle at the crate]
Zinga! [Drinks pineapple punch with an umbrella and a goofy straw, Things cackle]
Zinga, Zinga! [The two accidentally catch themselves with nets]
T1 Thing 1
Blue! 41! Set! Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut!
Hey Thing! Don't let go of that dog!
T1 Thing 1
Let go! [throws Nevins, and he comes flying like a football]
Catch him! I mean, don't catch him! [screams and Nevins flies outside the window and lands in the ground, the Crab lock chuckles]
[elsewhere, Joan is driving the car and Larry is riding]
Look, Joan, they don't beat them every day. [the siren is heard]
Oh, great. [A police motorcycle parks on back of her car] I'm sorry, Officer. Was I Speeding?
T1 Thing 1
[dressed as a policeman, with sunglasses]
Mekka dekka license, appa registration. [Larry's car comes driving against Joan's car] Mekka dekka, you're one hot mama. [she gives Thing 1 the receipt]
Hey, that's my car. Joan, we better go right away!
[as Thing 1 eats the receipt and stuffs it in his mouth]
Please, let me handle this. I'm so sorry; I guess I was in a hurry to get home.
[gets out of Joan's car]
I'm not gonna let them get away with this! [Thing 2 lifts Thing 1 up yelling, Takes the motorcycle, chasing Cat, Conrad and Sally] MEET ME AT THE HOUSE!
[Inside the Walden residence, the Purple bubbles are everywhere, but the Giant bubble is let out, Cat parks Larry's Car, Conrad and Sally run to the door, but then stops them]
Not so fast, you little maggots! Ha-ha! Oh, you are so busted. Now get inside.
Oh, you don't want to go in there. It's going to be a total-
What happened? What about the Mother of All Messes?
[sneezes]
Why am I sneezing?
[A white glove taps on Larry's shoulder.]
That'd be me. Boo! [laughs]
You're a giant... [sneezes, screams] Cat! [falls off the edge] Judas Priest! [lands on purple ocean]
