"To escape? All you need is a sports car!"
The car is quickly assembled, and Blankie caresses the front of it with reverence.
"It's beautiful!"
But they don't have time to admire it because the dragon is growling louder and louder. Both of them hop into the bright red sports car, and Marty presses the gas pedal to the floor. With screeching wheels, they drive away, but after a few hundred yards, Marty hits the brakes. He turns back curiously to see what Red is doing.