Tonya Avery:
Where's Alvey?
Tim Avery:
Okay, don't freak out.
Tonya Avery:
Where's Alvey?
Tim Avery:
You're freaking out.
Tonya Avery:
Where's my baby?
Tim Avery:
Loki t-took him.
Tonya Avery:
[scared] Took him?! Did you CALLED THE POLICE?!?!
Tim Avery:
No, I...
Tonya Avery:
Oh my god. [she accidentally calling the police on the phone]
Tim Avery:
Tonya, listen!
Tonya Avery:
This is emergency, my son is missing... !
Tim Avery:
No, TONYA, listen! [throws the phone away] The police can't help us! He's the freaking god of mischief. All he wants is his mask, which Otis is wearing. And if I can just figure out where Otis is, I can just... [but surprised] Of course!
Tonya Avery:
Our child is missing and you're worried about the damned dog?!?! This is CRAZY!!! [gasped, seeing a giant nose-face on person's body, who was touching her]
Tim Avery:
See what I'm talking about? Now, you're gonna have to trust me and get in the car, because I know where Alvey is and I know how to get him back, because I know the one place Otis the moose would go.