That evening, sunset.
Jacqueline: Fangs! Come on!
Fangs: Where are we going?
Jacqueline: We have to hurry. She'll see us.
Fangs: Who'll see us? Your mother? Absolutely she'll see us. In fact, she's right there. Just finishing up the food for tomorrow.
Jacqueline: Oh, Emily's going to be so happy!
Fangs: Oh, Emily.
Jacqueline: Here. The needles, and thread, the cloth. Yes! Sit, Fangs.
Fangs: What are you doing? You're not messing up the sail, are you? I mean, it might be funny, just not right now, I think they're trying to leave tomorrow after lunch.
Jacqueline: (Sewing the sail) I wonder where Emily is. She said she was going to finish the sail tonight.
Fangs: You're finishing it!
Prongs: (Coming out of the cave) Daddy!
Fangs: Hello, dear.
Toothy: How was work today?
Fangs: Well, I passed a new bill prohibiting acts of dishonesty. And I helped a bit with this ship here.
Sharp: How did you help?
Fangs: Well, mostly I just kept Turk out of the way.
Cuddly: Turk is awesome! I wish he didn't have to go.
Prongs: Turk is (whispering) a little bit crazy.
Emily: (Entering) Jacqui, what are you doing?
Jacqueline: Just smiles and holds out the finished sail.
Emily: You finished it!
Jacqueline: I thought you might like some help.
Emily: Thank-you, Jacqui. I'll never forget this.
Jacqueline: You'll leave tomorrow morning then?
Emily: Yes, thanks to you.
Jacqueline: I'm sorry about telling on you and Fritz.
Emily: It's alright. It needed to happen.
Jacqueline: (Hugs her.)
Emily: Let's go. (They walk back to the treehouse)