"Mr. Clever: This is the story about the day the Mr. Men and Little Misses went on an exciting bus trip. You might say it was a hunting trip. An alphabet hunting trip. Because we were searching with something beginning with 'a', something beginning with 'b' and with 'c'. We were looking for something for every letter in the alphabet. And every time we found one, I wrote the word in my alphabet book. Where's my book? (Mr Tickle passes the alphabet book) Thank you. And I wrote it all down in my alphabet book."

"Three steps forward, three steps back. Then two steps forward. And bow."

"Mr. Rude: I'll give you (insert a noun or adjective here) (farts)"

"Other Mr. Men and Little Misses: MR. RUDE!"

"Sometimes, I just can’t help myself."

"Good morning, Dillydale!"

"I love (insert noun here)! Love 'em, love 'em, love 'em!"

"Just trying to be helpful."

"I love chocolate cake! I love pencil erasers too! (US) pencil rubbers (UK)"

"Little Miss Chatterbox: Well, it doesn't sound like it. And the wolf, he should have a date for this. Ha, ha, ha! Oh goody, lunch!"

"Mr. Nosey: Are you saying I speak from my nose?"

"Is that wise?"

"I'm a trained professional!"

"That wasn't supposed to happen!"

"Pancakes? But I don't like flat food...."

"Hello? Hobby World? I need a new hobby."

"Narrator: Said the children who were watching."

"Mr. Tickle: Ha Ha!"

"Narrator: cried Mr. Tickle, as he spied Little Miss Magic and Mr. Happy."

"Mr. Tickle: Anyone for tickles?"

"Narrator:as he rushed up to them, as he streched out those ordinary long arms, with those piticulary ticklish fingers on the end of them. Little Miss Magic looked at Mr. Happy."

"Little Miss Magic: I see what you mean."

"Narrotor: And winked."

"Little Miss Magic: Oh, hello Mr. Tickle. Come in. I expect you wanted me to make those arms long again."

"Mr. Tickle: Oh, yes please."

"Narrator: Mr. Tickle's face lit up."

"Little Miss Magic: Very well, only one condition."

"Mr. Tickle: Oh."

"Narrator: His face fell."

"Little Miss Magic: You're only allow one tickle a day."

"Mr. Tickle: One tickle a day?"

"Little Miss Magic:(pointing to Mr. Tickle) One."

"Mr. Tickle: Well, that's not much!"

"Little Miss Magic: Promise?"

"Narrator: Mr. Tickle sighed."

"Mr. Tickle:(groaning) Oh, promise."

"Narrator: Mr. Small went to see Mr. Tickle."

"Mr. Small: Hey! (Mr. Tickle wakes up from sleeping) Do you know what Miss Trouble called you behind your back?"

"Mr. Tickle: No, what, what does Miss Trouble call me behind my back?"

"Narrator: Mr. Small looked at him."

"Mr. Small: Puddingface!"

"Mr. Tickle (gasps) WHAT?!"

"Mr. Tickle: I think somebody needs a tickle!"

"Mr. Grumpy: Try it and you'll be kissing my tractor!"

"Mr. Tickle: My arms are too long, but that doesn't stop me from taking."

"Narrator: Mr. Greedy had put a turkey in the over for lunch. A rather large turkey."

"Little Miss Naughty: Oh, look at that fancy turkey, I'm going to "pinch it".(grins, then knocks at the door)"