Bowler Hat Guy: Now, my slave, seize the boy!
[T-rex traps Lewis in the corner, but has trouble grabbing him]
Bowler Hat Guy: What’s going on? Why aren’t you seizing the boy?
T-Rex: I have a big head and little arms. I’m just not sure how well this plan was thought through.
[Bowler Hat Guy glares into his handset]
T-Rex: Master?
Bowler Hat Guy: Ha ha ha! There he is–that repulsive, half-witted fool! Now, my slave, seize the boy! Bring him to me.
[Frankie gulps]
Bowler Hat Guy: Did you not hear what I said, you idiot? Grab the boy and bring him!
Frankie: [monotone] Well, it’s just that there’s a million people over there, and I have little arms. I’m just not so sure how well this plan was thought through.
[Bowler Hat Guy whimpers silently]
Frankie: [monotone] Master?