Thomas: Silly Marie
Thomas: Oh, there you are, Steve. You look tired, fella, sleep a while.
Isabella: Okay, Phineas, think of her discipline, grounded is grounded.
Phineas: I'm sorry.
Phineas: It is hard to resist showing her my new invetion, I know she'll be as excited as I am.
Isabella: I get that, but you can use it tomorrow along Ferb and Thomas too.
Marie: A new invention?
Phineas: Yeah, you're right. Besides, the invention is finished so we'll have more time for using it.
Marie: Wait, wait, NO. Mom said I was grounded. It'd be better if I try to sleep and avoid her motherly anger. Okay, those sheeps are going to count themselves.
Marie: One sheep, two sheeps, three...wait. Sheeps? Why can't it be something like "perrys", his life is very passive after al...man, if only she hadn't forbidden watching TV...
Marie: *whispering* They didn't say expressely "don't go to dad's study".
Marie: Uh, I hate it when the house is this dark...
Marie: *whispering* Perry!! You scard me!! You look very tired, you're too old for escaping every day.
Doof: King me!! Oh, yeah!! I'm winning!! By the way, Steve the Chameleon, have I told you of that one time I almost conquer the tri-state area?
Marie: Okay, I'm here. Dad's workshop. I hope this thing is something that make much noise...