- Rolf: Victor! Let go of the confused and delicate one!
- Eddy: Ed! How many times does two go into three? Think!
- [Ed, with Edd and Eddy draped over one arm, stares intently at the jawbreakers. Night falls. Edd and Eddy have fallen asleep, still draped over Ed's arm. A new day dawns]
- Ed: We are three!
- [He drops Edd and Eddy on the ground, rudely waking them]
- Ed: And you are two!
- Eddy: [bleary] Should we tell him?
- Edd: [exhausted] He's a big boy, Eddy.