[After everyone returns to Mayfield, the clean up beings. Thanks to the Milkmecha, a couple of Canada's regained 777s are now all over Mitchell Road. Once Canada parks his tank, he goes back inside and makes the following phonecall.]

Um...has...anyone found an airplane engine in their yard. I...s-seem to be missing one. I'm really sorry.

Also can anyone tell me if they see any moose or beavers...even geese that would be very helpful.

[After spending a week or two getting over his short return trip to Westport, he's back to normal and ready to talk to people other than his family again! He picks up the phone.]

That highway...um...it seems really strange for some reason. I was going to go check it out...but I couldn't bring myself to drive on it. I mean for all I know I might end up stuck somewhere again. I guess what I'm trying to say is I wouldn't mind carpooling with anyone if they still want to go there. It's not that I'm scared of ending up someplace like Westport or New Zemekia....I just don't want to get stuck there alone. that's all.

[There's a short pause and some moving around as Canada checks his pockets.]

I'll pay for gas.