Labou

Jazzman:
[narrating] Now, you all might not believe the tale I'm about to tell you. But I swear on Tuesday's supper that it's true. Actually, in the end, believing is what the story's all about. 'Cause sometimes, all it takes to find what you're looking for is a little bit of believing. So listen close, and decide for yourself. Back in the day, New Orleans was home to all kinds of people. They loved a good time and often had one. Now these people, they play a part in this story. It ain't really about them. This is about a...

Tipsy Patron:
Pirate. They say he's 10 foot tall with fire for eyes. I saw his ship on the Mississippi. And they say he has treasure.

Gavin:
My mom likes me to be prepared. So I grabbed everything I thought we need find a ghost. Flashlights, rope, bubblegum, compass.

Toddster:
Yeah, well, I hope you brought clean underwear. 'Cause Bayou Bob will make you...

Gavin:
We are lost in the swamp having a close encounter of the bizarro kind. I say play the harp for the mud monkey.

Gavin:
Hey, what if we made up a name? Sometimes it's cool to take half of two words and put them together. Like the first half of turtle and the last half of monkey.

Emily:
That would be turkey. He's not a turkey.

Clayton:
Oh. It's no use. I'll never make a good pirate. I can't even scare kids away. Grandpa LeRouge is gonna kick me out for sure.

Emily:
LeRouge is your grandfather?

Clayton:
Well, more like my great-great-great-grandfather. But, family is family.

Toddster:
Wow, your Thanksgiving must be really weird.

Clayton:
Not really, just lonely. Yeah. I'm the last LeRouge left.

Ronald:
Tan my hide. I can't believe it.

Reggie:
I know. How cool would it be to find an alien?

Ronald:
Not an alien, you space cadet, oil. We found oil.

Reggie:
Did we?

Ronald:
See all of this growth? This is the result of heavy mineral deposits. And where there's minerals there's...

Reggie:
Aliens?

Ronald:
I blame your mother. Oil, you idiot. Where there's minerals there's oil. We're golden.

Toddster:
Who could you possibly talk to on the phone? Captain Hook?

Clayton:
No. It's for emergencies. Stuff. Pizza deliveries.

Ronald:
Hey, it's the pirate.

Clayton:
Who was you expecting, matey? Santa Claus?

Ronald:
Think, we need those coordinates.

Reggie:
I got it. 11-27-81.

Ronald:
That's your birthday, you idiot.

Reggie:
Dad! An alien took the cell phone! How cool is that?

Ronald:
Did what you just say to me make any sense to you?

Reggie:
Duh, you ever hear of "phone home"?