- Roman: Ok, time out for thee, and time out for thee! Focus on issues or focus on me!
- Logan: Okay, you're right. Let's get down to business
- Thomas: [singing] TO DEFEAT...
- Roman: [also singing] ... THE HUNS!
- Logan: Please, stop, stop!
- Thomas: [happily] Come on!
- Roman: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
- Thomas: [happily] Mulan!
- Patton: Having trouble with adultery?
- Thomas: [smiling] Oh, yeah... you always say that instead of "becoming an adult" or "adulthood"... As if you didn't know the troubling definition of the word you're using, which actually means... you know...? when I...
- Roman: [impersonating Timon from "The Lion King"] Wait, Pumba! Not in front of the kids!
- [Patton looks confused to the camera just like Simba in the scene from the movie they are referring]
- Thomas: Honestly, I'm good... fam.
- Patton: Now, don't you go shortening the word family by cutting out my three favorite letters.
- [letters appear on screen in pink color as he says them]
- Patton: I-L-Y.
- Logan: Ok, well, Patton seems to be doing Ok. How 'bout you Roman?
- Roman: Let's see... Disney references... regal appearance... general awareness that I'm better than you two... I'm feeling pretty good!
- Logan: Then, what could be wrong here?
- Patton: Boy, you both always act like you know all the answers, so it's surprising that you keep overlooking something so simple.
- Roman: [patronizing him] Oh, is that so, Patton? You're so cute.
- Logan: [also patronizing him] And, uh... what might that be?
- Patton: [pointing at Anxiety's empty space] Where is Anxiety?
- Logan: [puzzled] Hmm. Do you honestly think it's necessary to have him here?
- Roman: To offer his mopey-dopey input? I... I don't like him.
- Roman: Can you at least... can you take off the hoodie? Like... you look like a hot mess! Nay, not hot, cool! Nay, not cool, uncool, an uncool mess!
- Thomas: If you want me to...
- [takes off his hoodie. His hair is completely disheveled]
- Roman: Oh! Dear sweet mother of hairbrushes! What is your hair?
- Thomas: I'm just letting it do its thing.
- Roman: There's a... lot of viewers that are gonna see you like this, so...
- [makes gesture of hand to tell him to brush his hair]
- Thomas: Ah, they've seen me on better days, so it evens out.
- Logan: You know, Thomas? I don't know if that makes sense.
- Patton: You have kind hair!
- Thomas: Oh, thanks, I guess.
- Patton: Kinda hair that grows on a dog's butt!
- Thomas: That's probably an accurate comparison.
- Roman: Ugh, just put your hood back on!
- Thomas: [while putting the hood back on] You're the boss, Hoss!
- Roman: What does that mean? I'm not... Hoss? I'm Prince Roman!
- [Thomas shrugs smiling]
- Roman: Ugh! Okay. Well, better bring in Count Woe-laf. Any input is better than what Mr. T. is contributing.
- Thomas: Roman brought the clever nicknames to the table...
- Thomas: [pulling out the bag of granola] I brought the oats and honey clusters to the table!
- Roman: Put them down!
- Thomas: [dropping the bag] Okay!
- Roman: Wh... are you serious? A cliffhanger for a YouTube video?
- Logan: Highly unusual... and frustrating!
- Patton: Oh, I'm sure it won't be that bad! How long do we have to wait?
- Logan: According to Thomas' schedule, just a couple of days.
- Patton: Yay! And knowing Thomas, he'll get this video out when he says he will, right on time!
- Roman, Logan: [both at the same time with unconvinced face and voice] Riiiight...
- Logan: Fine. Let's get him here. Anxiety!
- [Anxiety doesn't appear]
- Logan: Hmm... that's odd.
- Roman: [condescending smile] He's probably listening to that PG-13 music again.
- Roman: [rising his hand] Anxiety!
- [Anxiety still doesn't appear]
- Roman: [surprised] Huh?
- Roman: [waving his arm several times, part offended, part confused and annoyed] How... dare... him...? What?
- Patton: Now, now! Try to be a little more loving. You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.
- Patton: [with cute voice] Anxiety, come on up here, kiddo!
- Patton: [nothing happens. With cuter voice] Come on up here so everyone can see that cool makeup!
- [no response]
- Patton: [smiling] Well, love has failed me!
- Thomas: [laughs] That can be applied to many instances in my life, the first being...
- Roman: Steady now, Thomas! Are we really going down that road? Uh, you usually don't like talking about that kind of stuff!
- Logan: You've got no shame...
- Patton: Deffinitely not much of a filter.
- Roman: Yes, and no fear!
- Logan, Roman, Patton: You... have... no...!
- Thomas: [smiling and giggling] I have no anxiety, is that what you guys are trying to say?
- Roman: Well, he also has no sense of tension build-up. That's dissapointing!
- Roman: I just don't see why he's necessary. If Anxiety's gone, what do we have to lose?
- Thomas: [smiling] I don't fear death!
- Roman: So... you're super brave? That's good!
- Logan: [pulling up a laptop] There's a difference between bravery and acting without caution. Think fast!
- [Logan throws the laptop to Thomas. The laptop hits him in his head and one second later he turns back to try and catch it]
- Roman: [horrified] Oh, my sweet Cole Sprouse, what?
- [Patton looks at Thomas with a face of horror]
- Thomas: [smiling] That really hurt. Was that a laptop? That like hurt real bad. Woah!
- Logan: Unalert, and without his natural defensive reflexes. Yes, it seems that Anxiety has officially clocked out.
- Roman: Okay, well, he can work on that.
- Logan: Thomas, did you remember to lock your motor vehicle earlier today?
- Thomas: I probably did. I'm not sure, but probably.
- Logan: Weaker memory.
- Roman: Wh...? That's not a symptom of a lack of anxiety.
- Logan: Not directly, but with the anxiety over leaving his car unlocked, Thomas always double checks to make sure, securing that memory in place.
- Thomas, Patton: [at the same time] I doubt everyone will go looking through my/his car...
- [smiling at each other]
- Thomas, Patton: Oh my god/goodness!
- Patton: You just see the best in people!
- Logan: But he can't always afford to.
- Patton: Nyagh, yeah, I guess you're right...
- Thomas: [smiling] Well, sounds like I'm in trouble or something!
- Roman: No, it just sounds like these two are worrying too much!
- Logan: That's the thing! Is anyone among us worried?
- Patton: It's because he isn't worried and that doesn't seem right, Roman.
- Thomas: Princey's never liked Anxiety, that's his problem!
- Roman: What? That's not true!
- Thomas: Well...
- [flashback scene. Anxiety is sat down looking at Princey]
- Anxiety: Hey there, Princey!
- Roman: Okay... I can't stand that guy!
- [another flashback scene. Princey in Valerie's form talks to Anxiety in Talyn's form]
- Roman: I'm trying hard not to like you right now!
- [another flashback scene. Princey's sinking down]
- Roman: Still don't like you!
- Anxiety: What was that?
- Roman: Um... chim chim cheroo!
- [final flashback scene, which has just happened moments earlier]
- Roman: ... to offer his mopey dopey input? I... I don't like him.
- [back to the present]
- Roman: [annoyed] Oh! *Now* your memory works!
- [ironically]
- Roman: That's convenient!
- Logan: It is interesting to note that Patton and I have both had our moments of seeing eye to eye with Anxiety, but you seem to remain resolute as ever in how you perceive him.
- Roman: Look, I am the dreamer, and the one big thing that gets in the way of pursuing any new adventure... is fear!
- Thomas: [showing them in his hand, smiling] Took my pants off!
- Roman: [covering his eyes] Whyyy?
- Thomas: No one can see, I don't care!
- Logan: Yup, we are getting you your anxiety and shame back. I cannot deal with any more of this ridiculousness.
- Patton: [firmly, like a father scolding his son] You put them back... right now!
- Thomas: All right, fine...
- Logan: Thomas, this aloofness you're displaying is highly... unproductive.
- Thomas: [unconcerned] You mean I can't make babies? What? Just kidding? Um...
- Logan: [on the verge of hysteria, mumbling] Can someone just... please... Som... wa... lik...
- Logan: [moving his hands over his head] Flames! On the side of my face! Seething... seething fire!