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