Words of the Constant
You're snoozin' fer a bruisin'.
I respect its affinity for giant trees.
Planning on havin' a little shindig?
I think it's time to throw this out.
Aw, it's Diefenbakered.
A floating red pinecone!
One day this might be a tree.
Those spores pop like first of July fireworks!
We've been visited by a forest sprite, Lucy!
One day this might be a tree.
A flying blue pinecone!
One day this might be a tree.
Squirmy little guys, eh?
At least it won't start a forest fire.
Well, ain't that something.
Some kinda plant magic.
I prefer to chop the trees myself.
I really wish I hadn't seen that.
Not my style.
Not my style.
I really wish I hadn't seen that.
I'm not too interested in rocks.
I'm not too interested in rocks.
It's a walking anatomy lesson.
That fuel stuff's gone to its head.
Ain't no reason for that to exist.
So he's had a change of heart, eh?
Whatcha say, Luce? Should we see where it leads?
It had some cool things inside, eh?
That's a curious statue, eh?
You lost your head, eh?
Back to nature, eh?
I'm gonna make fun of him for this later, eh?
Looks pretty fancy.
She's a real tall one, eh?
I'm not sure I get it.
Could make a nice planter outta that.
That'll put the shine back on yer axe.
I like to know where I'm going.
We should set up the base of the boat first.
Ouch! It's pointy.
It looks a bit hard for my behind.
They're takin' a load off, eh?
What kind of wood is this?!
What kind of wood is this?!
Lucy! Did you do that?
We chop, and it collects.
It'll keep the sun off yer head.
I'm getting better at cooking.
I'm stuffed to the brim!