Arnold

Grandpa?

Grandpa Phil

That's my name. Don't wear it out. [shark jaws fall down]

Arnold

Grandpa, I'm worried.

Grandpa Phil

Oh, don't worry, Arnold. We won't sell the boarding house. We're behind you all the way. Right, Pookie?

Home team, home team, woo!

Arnold

But what if Scheck gets everyone else to sell?

Grandpa Phil

Then I guess they'll bulldoze down the neighborhood, short man. Pookie and I will have to move to an old folks' home and who knows what'll happen to you. You'll probably be sent to a foster home in some Midwestern state like Manitoba or... wait, no, that's not a state, that's a province. Oh, no, Arnold! You'll be a Canadian!

Arnold

Grandpa, I'm serious.

Grandpa Phil

I know, Arnold, but we're not cooked yet. Whatever happens, we'll all be OK, even if we have to become Canadians. You know, they have very good bacon there. Canadian. Bacon. This thing on? Come on, Arnold. Work with me.

Arnold

Goodnight, Grandpa. Goodnight, Grandma.

Go, team! [Grandpa sits on the shark jaws]