Self - as Rowlf the Dog: Jimbo, don't- Don't leave me! I gotta break outta here!
Self - Host: Okay, Louie. I'll help ya. I'm an expert at breakin' outta jails, Louie.
Self - as Rowlf the Dog: No kiddin'. Hey, listen good. Now, I know how to turn out all the lights in this place.
Self - Host: Really?
Self - as Rowlf the Dog: Yes. So as soon as it gets dark...
[He looks around]
Self - as Rowlf the Dog: Here's what we do.
[He whispers into Jimmy's ear]
Self - as Rowlf the Dog: Okay, you got it?
Self - Host: I think.
Self - as Rowlf the Dog: Okay. Ready? Lights out!
[the lights turn off]
Self - as Rowlf the Dog: This way, Jimbo! Come on, quick! Through here! Get your knee out of my mouth!
[When the lights turn on again, Jimmy is in the cell with Rowlf, with a striped jumpsuit half on. He breaks down into a fit of laughter. Rowlf looks Jimmy up and down in amazement]
Self - as Rowlf the Dog: Welcome to Gimbels Basement.
[He starts singing the Prisoner's Song]
Self - as Rowlf the Dog: Oh, if I had the wings of an angel/ Over these prison walls we would fly
[He collapses into laughter and playfully hits Jimmy on the arm]
Self - as Rowlf the Dog: Why aren't you singin', Jim?
[He gives Jimmy another playful slap on the shoulder]