Melman, come on!
You know, maybe one of us should wait here in case he comes back.
Oh, no. Not now. This is an intervention, Melman. We all got to go.
What's the fastest way to Grand Central?!
Ooh! You should take Lexington.
Melman!!
Okay. "We". We should take Lexington.
What about Park?
No, Park goes 2 ways. You can't time the lights.
I heard Tom Wolfe's speaking at Lincoln Center. [Phil signs frantically] Well, of course we're going to throw poo at him.
I knew we should've taken Park. Are you sure this is the fastest way to Grand Central Station?
I don't know! That's what Melman said!
Hey. Hey, you guys. That room has some nifty little sinks you can wash up in and look! [sticks out his tongue with a urinal cake on it] Free mints!
This isn't a field trip, Melman! This is an urgent mission to save Marty from throwing his life away! Now, where's the train?
Ah. Here it comes. [He hears the train and looks to the other side, screaming he tumbles backwards as the train's horn blares before it hits him!]
What did Marty say to you?! I asked you to talk to him!
I did! I did! [Melman puts the urinal cake back in his mouth] I don't understand! He said, "Let's go!" And I said, "What are you, crazy?" And he says, "I'm ten years old!" And he is black with white stripes, and so then we sang and… [The train doors open; people scream and run away thinking they're getting attacked by the animals; The train doors close]
