This is a hurricane coming straight at us!
Auntie Em, Uncle Henry, Toto! It’s a twister! It’s a twister!
Cows. We have cows!
Monsieur LaPadite, to both your family and your cows I say: Bravo.
No animal shall drink alcohol. No animal shall sleep in a bed. Four legs good, two legs bad.
But you ain’t got no legs, Lieutenant Dan.
Oh, oh, I see! Running away, eh? You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what’s coming to you! I’ll bite your legs off!
But when one don’t run, or maybe makes fight at you, why, you shoot him and shoot him quick. After he’s bitten you, it’s too late.
Bravely taking to his feet he beat a very brave retreat. A brave retreat by brave Sir Robin.
Yes, I’ve heard. Kills men by the hundreds. And if he were here, he’d consume the English with fireballs from his eyes, and bolts of lightning from his arse.
So, how’s my butt?
Awesome! Totally awesome!
Look – it’s Cosmo’s moon!
I sometimes catch myself looking up at the Moon, remembering the changes of fortune in our long voyage, thinking of the thousands of people who worked to bring the three of us home. I look up at the moon and wonder, when will we be going back, and who will that be?
E.T. phone home!
[Answers the phone] Hello… who?.. I never heard of him, consult your directory.
[Hangs up]
Stu, if you hang up, I will kill you.
Any man playing grabass or fightin’ in the building spends a night in the box.
There ain’t no fuckin’ Thelma here! The bitch don’t LIVE here! Fuck you, too, man!
I am so over this damsel in distress nonsense.