“Don’t jinx it! This character isn’t a smoker!”
“I believe you want to save a truck full of dynamite for later use!”
“Does he have all his feet?”
“Yes, all three of them!”
“Time’s a little wibbly on your ship, you know.”
“I’m not a therapist by trade, but I spend a lot of time in therapy…”
“Everybody’s fought cultists. It’s the 1920s. Cults are all the rage!”
“My god. It’s a league of extraordinary evil.”
“How does it work?”
“Umm… well… you jump out of the plane. And everything should be fine.”
“I have another Chinaman.”
“You leave a trail of those…”
“I’m not willing to jump to a cult yet…”
“She’s got nice tits…”
“Can you describe the tits?”
“Why is it MY transvestite? Wait a minute!”
“Come to Vancouver, it is adequate.”
“He looked like he was carrying a Canadian summer sausage down there, don’t’cha know?”
“…The right foot’s a red herring.”
“The other is one of those vague names that you can’t tell if it’s a man or a woman.”
“Pat.”
“…Steve.”
“…And this is why you fail.”
“It was a Ford Explosion!”
“A Ford Explosion!”
“…It was a Pinto!”
“She’s the kidnapper! Watch your foot!”
“We can just send him into town and wait for him to seduce a woman, and then… Get her! She’s the one!”