- Jazzman: [narrating] Now, you all might not believe the tale I'm about to tell you. But I swear on Tuesday's supper that it's true. Actually, in the end, believing is what the story's all about. 'Cause sometimes, all it takes to find what you're looking for is a little bit of believing. So listen close, and decide for yourself. Back in the day, New Orleans was home to all kinds of people. They loved a good time and often had one. Now these people, they play a part in this story. It ain't really about them. This is about a...
- Tipsy Patron: Pirate. They say he's 10 foot tall with fire for eyes. I saw his ship on the Mississippi. And they say he has treasure.
- Gavin: We are lost in the swamp having a close encounter of the bizarro kind. I say play the harp for the mud monkey.
- Clayton: Oh. It's no use. I'll never make a good pirate. I can't even scare kids away. Grandpa LeRouge is gonna kick me out for sure.
- Emily: LeRouge is your grandfather?
- Clayton: Well, more like my great-great-great-grandfather. But, family is family.
- Toddster: Wow, your Thanksgiving must be really weird.
- Clayton: Not really, just lonely. Yeah. I'm the last LeRouge left.
- Ronald: Tan my hide. I can't believe it.
- Reggie: I know. How cool would it be to find an alien?
- Ronald: Not an alien, you space cadet, oil. We found oil.
- Reggie: Did we?
- Ronald: See all of this growth? This is the result of heavy mineral deposits. And where there's minerals there's...
- Reggie: Aliens?
- Ronald: I blame your mother. Oil, you idiot. Where there's minerals there's oil. We're golden.