“And then you roll your THACO uphill both ways…”
“You don’t see a lot of Dwarven data visualization experts…”
“I haven’t run a game since the custard incident…”
“How can you not follow a guy with DNA from Sgt Slaughter?”
“Because he’s called Sgt Slaughter, not Sgt Keep Your Team Alive!”
“I was… actually inside her at the time…”
“But she’s not your wife either!”
“I think we were actually waiting for you to say that…”
“Just like everything else, the pie is people.”
“147 people died.”
“What color were they?”
“It’s because he doesn’t have his character sheet. He turns into a raging asshole when he doesn’t have it.”
“When did this turn into Back to the Future?”
“Irish… Irish… what the heck is Archie, again?”
“Insane?”
“You’ve been nationalized by death.”
“Now see what you made him do?”
“He made himself do it!”
“…smell of charred flesh.”
“I really wish that didn’t smell familiar.”
“Is that barbecue?”
“Four little sausages lying on the floor.”
“Aggravated sausages.”
“For once, your delusions and I are in concurrence.”
“It’s another sleeping car, but this one is less… moist?”
“I want to stay in this car.”
“You realize this is the worst car yet.”
“Silks… Doors that close…”
“I just don’t understand what you said there… Less moist, more fun…”
“No, this is adjusting my nipples. This is adjusting my raincoat. Nippes… Raincoat… Rain nipple…”
“What is he, like, the Morton’s girl?”
“When I’m trying to look really nice, my sleeves tie in the back…”
“This is one of the least organized criminal enterprises I’ve ever been a part of.”
“This is a criminal enterprise?”
“It’s not a code word. It’s a phrase. It’s five whole words. It’s a phrase.”
“And that’s why she’s in charge of the code phrase.”
“John… you go past, and I’ll…”
“I go sit in the chair.”
“…I’ll go with her.”
“The boysenberry is made of real boys.”
“Speaking of boysenberry, I can see his boysenberry from here.”
“Does he realize he’s escaped? From his robe, I mean, not from wherever gave it to him…”
“I’ll put on my pants. I’ve never said that that reluctantly before…”
“Train of the damned, and you can’t get a decent BLT.”
“It’s 200,000 in negotiable United States currency; what harm is it going to do me?”
“You don’t ask for 20,000 in negotiable US currency, do you?”
“Don’t be ridiculous. I ask for 200,000 in negotiable US currency.”
“You’re not allowed to side with Jason. We made a pact.”
“A death pact.”
“No, it’s OK for Bryan to be on his side. Because he just makes it worse.”
“Also, we need $2000 in negotiable… in non-negotiable currency…”
“Non-negotiable?”
“You’re going to hijack a train.”
“Just the caboose.”
“The circus car was part sleeper and part freight… and all wet.”
“It’s the biggest midget you’ve ever seen! He’s seven feet tall!”
“You come from a long line of explosion enthusiasts.”
“You would think it wouldn’t be a long line…”
“Old things are worth more. Trust me, I’m worth trillions now.”
“Mr. Phillips, sir?”
“Yes?”
“Well, glory be.”
“Yeah, we were exactly what he was expecting us to be…”