David Xanatos: [he and the "Manhattan Clan" discover Broadway has left with Fox for Hollywood to establish "public relations" between humans & gargoyles; talking to Fox on the phone as she and Broadway fly to Hollywood] Give my regards to Broadway.
Goliath: The tempting siren song of fame has shipwrecked countless humans on the jagged rocks of disillusion. The yearning to feel the eyes of the world upon you is buried deep in the hearts of creatures whose lives too often feel the cold drag of anonymity. Gargoyles are not immune to these emotions, or their consequences.
Goliath: Where's Broaday?
Angela: What's gotten into him? It's almost dawn!
Brooklyn: He's gone. And you're not going to belive his note.
[Brooklyn hands the note to Goliath. Goliath starts reading the note]
Goliath: "Hi Guys, I know this is going to sound strange but by the time you read this I'll be..." WHAT?
[turns to stone]
Fox: Oh, David, dealing with the media is *my* specialty. If this project succeeds, it will not only bring humans and gargoyles closer together, it might even get our lives back to normal.
David Xanatos: I know it's no use trying to discourage you. So what can I say except, keep me posted, and give my regards to Broadway.
Goliath: [Wakes up and continues reading Broadway's note] "Flying out to Hollywood!"
Brooklyn: Yeah, Hollywood.
Hudson: The lad was always a might starstruck.
Broadway: [after meeting with Hollywood agents] Did they even know I was there? If they want to work with me, why were they insulting me so much?
Fox: If I knew that, I'd own this town!
Fox: I see you and your brother will still sell yourselves to anybody.
Hyena: It's a living. We can't all marry billionaires.
Hugo: [Fox is about to search for Broadway] Well, that's - that's out of the question, ma'am. I've got strict orders from Xanatos to keep you sequestered at all costs, for your own safety.
Fox: I see. You're a good man, Hugo. Loyal to a fault.
[throws him into a trailer]
Fox: I'll make sure you get a bonus.
David Xanatos: I know how fast she moves, Hugo. What about the cybernetic armor?
Hugo: She must have had it with her all along, sir, just in case.
David Xanatos: Devoted wife, mother, one-woman vigilante, what a woman.
[Hangs up notices Goliath]
David Xanatos: Goliath. How long have you been standing there?
Goliath: Long enough to know we share the same dilemma. We have no way to help our loved ones.
David Xanatos: No. No way at all. For once, I don't know what to do.
Goliath: Have faith. Faith that Broadway and Fox *will* know what to do.