Pajama Sam: No Need to Hide When It's Dark Outside

Pajama Sam:
[after throwing one rock in the basket] I guess I weigh more than one stone!

Darkness:
[they are playing Cheese and Crackers, he has just tossed a cracker] What do you think of that move, hmm?

Pajama Sam:
Oh, yeah?

[tosses cheese, makes three in a row]

Pajama Sam:
Hey, whaddaya know? I defeated Darkness!

Pajama Sam:
[upon discovering his lunchbox next to the well] My lunchbox!

Wishing Well:
Why call it that when you can't eat it?

Pajama Sam:
I beg your pardon?

Wishing Well:
It just seems silly that you call it a lunchbox when you wouldn't dream of having it for lunch.

Pajama Sam:
But your lunch goes in it!

Wishing Well:
Your lunch goes in you, does it not? I might as well call you "lunchbox!"

Pajama Sam:
I'm not a box!

Wishing Well:
Ah, too true.