"Blue 21! Ready, set… Hut! Hut! Hike!"

"One Mississippi! Two South Dakota! Three mealy worms!"

At midnight, after Artie showed them how to skip stones on Neptune, the Nightcrawlers got their second wind and rode it.

Do it they did. They were sleepless suburban commandos, who ruled the night and turned it into day.

"Let’s do it!"

"Let’s do it!"

"No witness, no record. Get it?"

"Get it. Got it. Good. Get! Grab it! Herp! Ack! *Snort*"

"Natasha’s right… we gotta stick together. To break the record, you need a witness."

"We’re a team."

"…Something in your eye?"

"Think you can handle it, Pink Eye?"

"Clam it, Purvis!"

"You know why we’re here. You know what we gotta do. Eleven days. No sleep! Not even naps."

"We are… The Nightcrawlers!"

"Oooh! Snappy name, my little viking! Sna-ha-ppy!"