Ed
It is cold. It hopes Mousie does not mind fire.
Digger
Nah, don't worry, Mousie doesn’t—— [SOTTO VOCE] Must be contagious. [FULL VOICE] Er, you don't need to call me "Mousie". My name's Digger. [PAUSE] Well, Digger-Of-Unnecessarily-Convoluted-Tunnels. But you can call me Digger.
Ed
Good. Is good name for Digger-Mousie.
Digger
Eh, close enough. So, uh, what's your name?
Ed
[LONG PAUSE] It has no name. Its name was eaten.
Digger
Your name was eaten.
Digger
[LONG PAUSE] Without getting into a philosophical discussion that I'm not equipped to handle, how, exactly, does that work?
Ed
Name eaten, gone. It an it now. Not real person.
Digger
But don't you still know your name?
Ed
Doesn't Digger-Mousie know anything? Name gone.
Digger
But can't you remember what it was?
Ed
Of course, it remembers! It remembers the rabbit it ate yesterday too, but rabbit still gone. Memory not life, name dead, eaten, gone.
Digger
Err, so who ate your name?
Digger
I'm sorry. It's none of my business. Didn't mean to tupset you. I wouldn't tell my life story to someone who just punched me in the nose, either. Err, is there something I can call you, then?
Digger
Look, I can't call you "It". It'd play havoc with the pronouns. Can I-- I dunno, give you a nickname, or something?
Ed
A name? Digger-Mousie can do this?
Digger
Sure, why not? Um-- uh-- damn, I'm not good with names. My pet mole was "Mr. Mole" and my fish was "Mr. Fishy". Uh-- how about "Ed"?
Digger
You don't like Ed?
Ed
It is Ed? It likes. Ed likes.