Dora Escobar: How's Grumpy Old Niece doing in school? She's in 5th grade now right?
Grumpy Old Troll: " Nah b, you aint passing through my route without me getting a cut"
Dora: "This is my route now "
Grumpy Old Troll: "Oh yeah, what makes you think that"
Dora and Boots:
Grumpy Old Troll:
Boots: "You kow why they call me boots?...I wear the bloodstained boots of the first nikka that tried to cross me"
Grumpy Old Troll:
Grumpy Old Troll: