- Barnaby Crookedman: Oh come, come, my dear. I offering far more than the place is worth. Even you father Could have seen that.
- Mary: Mr. Barnaby, the factory is not for sale. Papa build this factory. Without it there wouldn't be any toyland.
- Barnaby Crookedman: Hmm, how true. Which makes the thought of the old factory closing down, dovelly destressing, doesn't it.
- Mary: Why would we close down?
- Barnaby Crookedman: No toy orders from Santa Claus. It's all over toyland, that Tom Piper never returned from the North Pole. I even heard the goblins had him for dinner.
- [snickering]
- Tom Piper: [justed entered the room] Oh really, and how did I taste?
- Barnaby Crookedman: Stay out of this Piper. And since, Santa's order is the mainstay of your business...
- [looked at him, shocked]
- Barnaby Crookedman: Piper?
- Tom Piper: Hey, how you doing?
- Mary: Barnaby, this meeting is over.
- [She gives money back to Barnaby]
- Mary: Take your money and get out.
- Barnaby Crookedman: I'll take that as a no. But when I return, it won't be with an offer, but an ultimatum.
- Barnaby Crookedman: Dumpty, do you ever ponder the fragility of an egg?
- [Points him with his can]
- Mr. Dumpty: Now, cut that out!
- Barnaby Crookedman: Imagine what may happen, if you were to find yourself... oh, let's say, atop a high wall.
- [Barnaby and Dumpty on top on top of a town bridge. Barnaby taps Dumpty]
- Barnaby Crookedman: You could have a great fall, and all the king's horses...
- [swats Dumpty with his cane]
- Barnaby Crookedman: And all the king's men...
- [taps him again]
- Barnaby Crookedman: Could never put Humpty Dumpty...
- [swats at Dumpty, but misses]
- Barnaby Crookedman: Together again!
- [catches Dumpty by the lanyard of the factory keys, over one side of the bridge]
- Mr. Dumpty: Please, Barnaby...
- [Barnaby snatches the key, cause the lanyard to break lanyard and send Dumpty falling and screaming before he crashed and broke beneath the bridge on the stone street floor]
- Barnaby Crookedman: [chortles] Scat, he's all broken up. That makes two of us!
- [snickering wickedly]
- Mary: [an army of goblins arrive at the town gate] Tom, it's the goblins.
- Tom Piper: That's impossible, who lead them here?
- Barnaby Crookedman: [to the Goblins and tipping his hat] Welcome to Toyland.
- Barnaby Crookedman: [Barnaby and Mr. Dumpty are fighting over the key to the Toy Factory] Give me the key, you cholesterol-legged buffoon!
- Mr. Dumpty: No! Let go!