Tex: She's got a point.

Mala: So are you gonna keep him sitting around up here? So there's no thaw, and you have to keep herding sheep?

Chen: I hate tryin' to catch those critters.

Gordo: I don't wanna have to do all that shearing.

Mala: It shouldn't be cold that much longer, *if* he gets going now.

Tex: Fine. Fine. Go. Get outta here before we change our minds.