- Rose Ortiz: You were hit square on by that compass's blast. Are you all right?
- Mack Hartford: Well, I don't feel any different. What's the compass going do to me, right? I'm already bad at directions.
- Mack Hartford: You can't beat me and my good-luck charms. I call upon all my luck! Coming at you!
- [a boulder rolls over Mack]
- Mack Hartford: What? NO!
- Blothgaar: So much for your good-luck charms.
- Mack Hartford: [stands back up] I'm okay. Calling on the luck of these smelly, old socks.
- Ronny Robinson: [to Mack] Hey, watch it!
- Blothgaar: [to Mack] I guess your socks - and by the way, they do stink - aren't working either.
- Ronny Robinson: Now you're making me mad!
- Mack Hartford: You guys look like you've been at a garage sale.
- Rose Ortiz: And you look like a garage fell on you.
- Mack Hartford: [nods] Close.