The Christmas Tree Train

Buttons:
Who is Sandy Claws?

Rusty:
Sounds like a bear with dirty nails.

Bridgette:
Abner, wake up. It's time to go to bed.

Little Boy:
What a niffff-ty toy!

Ranger Jones:
My mountains are beautiful this time of year. A late autumn breeze piles up the leaves, the first package of snow are on the ground, and the happy whistle of the Christmas tree train reminds me that Christmas is coming. You say you've never heard of the Christmas tree train? Well, my forest is where all the best Christmas trees are growing, you see, and that old train brings the lumberjacks who cut the trees that wind up in your living room each Christmas. Well, you didn't think they grew in the city, now did you?

George:
Bridgette, you gotta do something about Abner's snoring.

Rosie:
Now, George, nobody complains when you snore.

George:
Well, I don't snore for three months like he does.

Buttons:
That was pretty stupid. Me running into a garbage can.

Rusty:
Well, that's a stupid place to leave a garbage can.

Rusty:
I guess I'm too late for supper.

Buttons:
How can you think of food at a time like this?

Rusty:
I just gotta keep my mind off of being lost.

Rusty:
That man is moving the trees!

Buttons:
What a strong man!

Buttons:
Rusty, I don't mind telling ya... I'm scared.

Rusty:
Don't worry, Buttons. Remember, I'm a fox. We're supposed to be pretty smart about getting out of messes like this.

Rusty:
[in a sewer] Maybe these people don't like rivers. They hide it down here.

Buttons:
Maybe they don't know it's down here.

Buttons:
How come city people hide everything underground?

Rusty:
I guess they don't like trains either.

Santa Claus:
I'm a little rusty after twelve months.

Buttons:
In another twelve months, you'll be a big Rusty!

Santa Claus:
Not bad for a little bear.

Little Boy:
I just know those whiskers are fake!

Owl:
Hoo!

Buttons:
W-What was that?

Rusty:
Ha, ha, ha. Someone said "hoo".

Buttons:
Who was that who said "hoo"?