: Where have you been? Prosper: At the merry-go-round with Scip. Bo: Didn't work, did it? Prosper: Yeah, it did. Scip's all grown up. Bo: Really? But you're still my same Prop. Prosper: Are you disappointed? Bo: No. I'm happy. Bo: Prop? Prosper: Hmm? Bo: When you have no money do you have to run away from everyone? Prosper: We're not running away any more, Bo. Mum wanted us to be here, this is where we live now. Bo: [Bo looks around the alleyway] Here? Barbarossa: Three hundered for the lot; most of it's rubbish. Prosper: Eight. Barbarossa: Four. Prosper: Seven. Barbarossa: Four seven-five. Prosper: Six eight-seven and a half. Riccio: See, it wasn't our Scip. Prosper: Yes it was. Bo: And his dad's a meanie. Bo: You forgot something very important. Riccio: What? Bo: It's under my jumper. Hornet: What? Bo: [pulls up his sweater] Me! Prosper: [taking his letter] We may be young but we're not completely stupid. Barbarossa: Give that back! Before I tear you nasty little tongue out you ... Bo: [slams his candy down] You can keep it because you shouted at Prosper! And anyway, it was yucky. Bo: Prop, where's this train going? Prosper: Hopefully South. Bo: [holding gondola ornaments] Look, Prop. Gondolas. Prosper: What are you doing opening the boxes? Put 'em back. Bo: I didn't. This one was open already. Prosper: Put 'em back, anyway. They don't belong to us. Victor: I've tracked down many things in my time - suitcases, dogs, the occasional husband - but you're the first clients who've ever mislaid their children. Scipio: What did you steal?... Are you lock-pickers? Purse-pickers? Pocket-pickers? Prosper: We're not thieves. Scipio: Do you know what happens here after dark? Things little eyes should never, ever see. Bo: We aren't scared. Scipio:
Not scared? Well, aren't you the little tiger?