“We’re all hurtin’ now, Twilight, but that doesn’t mean we can all just fall over and feel sorry for ourselves. Somethin’s gone awful wrong somewhere, and way I figure it, well… if we don’t fix it, then who will?”

(whistle) “Y’all need my desk? Y’know I can’t remember the last time I even touched that thing except to wipe the dust off.”

(chiding) “Twilight Sparkle, you best hush with that nonsense! Y’all know there ain’t no sense in that kind of speculatin’. Even a half-blind hen can find a rattlesnake in November if she don’t stop lookin’.”