- um, i think i kind of sort of maybe left the shrinkatron back there. - rich, why did you do that? - uh, so i could go like this. [shiveng] - aw, rich! - we're doomed! what are we gonna do now? - oh, wait. finneus, can we borrow your sled? - sure. - on, blithers! mash! uh, mush! slow down, boy! slow down! i've got motion sickness! hit the brakes! [all shouting] [both shouting] - good job, rich. - yeah, you too, bob. - oh, hey, you think this will do the trick? - i don't know, bob. tinyland's a crazy place, and this is a crazy idea, so yes, this ought to work. - i hope so. [phone ringing, train whistle tooting] - [inhaling rapidly] oh, sorry. - bob's my name. trains are bliss. if you don't mind me asking, who exactly is this? - hey, choo choo bob. it's me, finneus. - oh, hey, finneus. how's the weather down in tinyland? - the weather's remarkable, and we're all on holiday. so thank you. - wow, i'm so glad to hear it. oh, and say hi to blithers for me. - will do. - okay, see you later. [wind howling] - ooh. oh, hey, bob and rich. - hi, engineer emily. - hi, emily. - guys, how would y