Danny: What’s happening?
Brad: He’s doing something with the straw.
Tina: I’ve got a bad feeling.
Danny: No, no, no!
Tina: He’s getting bigger!
Brad: Look, everything is fading!
Danny: I know. I know.
Tina: We’ve got to do something!
Brad: Grab the straw.
Danny: Stop him!
Tristay: You silly children!
Tristay: I will become more powerful than even you can imagine!
Tristay: Three simple colors of clay could never defeat me. Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Danny: What did Tristay just say?
Tina: That he will become more powerful.
Danny: No. He said three colors could never defeat him.
Brad: What do you mean?
Danny: Roy G. Biv.
Tina: Roy G. Biv?
Danny: That’s right: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.
Brad: You mean the colors of the rainbow.
Tina: What about them?
Danny: If I mix the colors properly, I can make a rainbow.
Tina: Do you think that would stop him?
Brad: A rainbow contains every possible color.
Brad: It’s the only thing strong enough to defeat him!
Danny: Tristay will be sorry when he sees . . .
Danny: Oh no! There’s no clay left!
I’m out of clay!
Tina: Check your other pockets!
Danny: Oh, thank goodness!
Tristay: Haven’t you given up yet?
Tina: Oh no!
Brad: If Tristay sucks up the magic clay, we’re doomed!
Tina: Danny! We’ve got to do something!
Brad: I hope I don’t regret this! Come on!
Danny: I’ve almost got it.
Tina: We’re fading!
Brad: We’ve . . . got to . . . hang on.
Danny is almost finished.
Hopian: I’m coming!
Tristay: Hopian! Blast you!
You will never stop me again!
Danny: Tristay, I’ve got a surprise for you.
Tristay: You can’t stop me!
I’ll suck the color and life out of you.
Tristay: Say good-bye to everything you know, you bad little boy!
Danny: I’m not bad!
I . . . just . . . have . . . a big . . . imagination!