- [first lines]
- Zach Nichols: Wow. I can see why they *call* it Plato's Peak.
- Annie Redfeather: Let me see.
- [takes the binoculars]
- Annie Redfeather: Whoa. That's incredible.
- Sock: [comes over] *What's* incredible?
- Zach Nichols: Plato's Peak. It looks just like Plato.
- Sock: Yeah, right. Next you'll be tellin' me there's a mountain in South Dakota that looks like four presidents!
- Annie Redfeather: [hands over the binoculars] Here, Sock. See for yourself.
- Sock: [holds them up and adjusts the dial; as he does Plato steps in front of him and after a moment he sees him] It's all blurry... Oh, wait a sec, here we go... Yeah, there it is. That's amazing. It looks just like...
- Plato: Hi, Sock. What're you looking at?
- Sock: AHH!
- [jumps back and lands in Zach's arms while Annie catches the binoculars]
- Plato: Didn't mean to startle you.
- Sock: That's OK, I... I just thought you were a talking mountain.
- Zach Nichols: Well, learning the guitar is hard, you know? There's so many notes and strings and - and it hurts my fingers.
- Plato: Weell, I don't have fingers, but I'm sure you're right.
- Annie Redfeather: The trail's so much steeper up here.
- Plato: It's often like that; the higher you climb, the tougher the trail.
- Annie Redfeather: Admit it, you hid all this stuff for us to find, didn't you?
- Plato: [grinning innocently] Would we do that?
- Annie Redfeather: Say, you think maybe they'd let me back in karate-class?
- Plato: Well, let's put it this way: I don't think they'd *kick* you out.