Roy: [Whispering so as not to awake Claudia, whom he means to leave behind] Just be quiet.[as Ishmael whispers okay, Roy trips and falls]Roy: Ooh! I think I tore my sac.Ishmael: [loudly] Are you okay, Mr. Munson?Roy: Shh! What did I just say?Ishmael: Uh, I think I tore my sac?