Mr. Lawrence: Edward, Dave, Ping Pong

Quotes 

• [Edward has crawled into Lazlo's sleeping bag, his own having been destroyed] 

  Edward : Hey, comfy! Your pajamas feel good too. What are they, flannel?

  Lazlo : I sleep in the nude...

  [Cut to Edward sitting at the edge of the tent, clutching his knees and shivering] 

• Beaver : Calm down everybody. I speak monster.

  [He speaks to the huge, stitched together jumble of sleeping bags that seems to be alive but is actually Edward trapped inside] 

  Beaver : So, monster, where are you from?

  Edward : Help! I'm lost in here!

  [Edward's desperate cries are muffled by the thick layers of polyester] 

  Beaver : Cool. Got it. Thanks. He's okay, fellas. He says he's from the neighborhood and that his name is Kevin.

• Edward : [embracing Lazlo tightly]  Lazlo! Boy, am I glad to see you! I never wanna be alone again!

• [Edward has tripped Lazlo] 

  Edward : Where do you think you're going, twinkle toes?

  Lazlo : [physically injured but emotionally wounded]  I was just gonna go tell Dave I love him.

  Edward : [aside]  You can't write this kind of stuff.

• Edward : ...And that's the deal. I have to do something nice for you, so gimme somethin'.

  Lazlo : Well... you could do my list for me.

  Edward : Your list?

  Lazlo : Yeah, my obsessive-compulsive list of self-imposed tasks that I must complete on a daily basis.

• Edward : [having tackled a bear camper to the floor to hug him]  Trust me, I hate this as much as you.