"So we get a few drinks together at The Safari Bar and you claim these are mine? I am a councilman out here! Oh no, i know some hyenas with no futures that will take care of this."
"I am just going to play it cool, step over this log and pray to every God that lives in the sky that the giant kid in the Yankee hat does not decide to eat me like a Pollio string cheese."
"If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life. "
"Yes, that is a dead seal you see at my feet. I killed it. I am a polar bear and seals are a major part of my diet. Don't...don't talk to me about the seal being cute. I live on an iceberg and I can't be concerned with what my food looks like. I am a polar bear."
"Did I sit in the sun and get a terrible, terrible sunburn? Yes. Will you bitching and moaning to me about having more sense than that make the awful pain of the sunburn go away? No. No it will not."
"Okay, so basically I have, um, taken some skulls from animals I found around the, uh the house here aaaaaaaaanndd I have put them on this fence here. Yeah, it is a fence decorated with skulls. Sooooooo, this is my idea. Okay, I literally found out you guys wanted new ideas five minutes ago. Give me until tomorrow afternoon. You won't be disappointed."
"Check the yellowpages she says. You know the Smiths have the internet in their house! I don't see why we have to keep checking the yellowpages! Oh man, are cabs under taxi or cabs? If we had the AOL in our house we would just type it all out and the answer would be zapped to our house! Here we are taxicabs. Hmmm, under taxicab, huh?"
"Let me get this straight, Carl. We walk through the Goddamn desert in the middle of the dry season because you want to be more spontaneous and now you want to just stop because you got some sand in your eye! Oh no, get up! We're finishing this!"