"Doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor, and doctor."
"Want some coffee?"
"Alright, stop right there and I'll bring back the sun. Okay, this is my sister, you can all have her. I hear she's very good."
"Capt. Hefling: What about that Red Chinese radio chatter?
Austin Millbarge: It's done. Here you go.
Capt. Hefling: Done? That was a static filled, triple scrambled, microwave transmission between two soldiers talking in Mandarin Chinese.
Austin Millbarge: Well, the Chinese were only using a simple polyphoneticly grouped twenty square digit key, transposed from booster verdonic form, with multiple nulls. I broke it with this.
Capt. Hefling: A Drogen's Decoder Wheel? They put these into cereal boxes for kid!
Austin Millbarge: Yeah, I found it in a box of, uh . . . Lucky Charms."
"Let me go and you can use my friends head as a soccer ball."
"Austin Millbarge: You know what those things can do? Suck the paint off your house and give your family a permanent orange afro."
"Bob Hodges: Every minute you don't tell us why you are here, I cut off a finger.
Emmett Fitz-Hume: Mine or yours?
Bob Hodges: Yours.
Emmett Fitz-Hume: Damn!"
"Austin Millbarge: It's..."Soul Finger" by the Bar Kays
Emmett Fitz-Hume: They must be havin' a hard time getting gigs. "
"Austin Millbarge: Find a rock! Go the the SatScram terminal! Smash that thing!
Emmett Fitz-Hume: It's broken.
Austin Millbarge: Bring it here.
Austin Millbarge: Not the rock. "
"Austin Millbarge: I gotta take a leak. You should go too.
Emmett Fitz-Hume: What are you my mother? Don't you think I'm capable of determining my own time to go to the bathroom?
Austin Millbarge: So, isn't now one of those times?
Emmett Fitz-Hume: No.
Austin Millbarge: You mean you don't feel a certain degree of urgent pressure on the inner wall of your bladder, now, right at this moment?
Emmett Fitz-Hume: No, I'm fine!
Austin Millbarge: Well... wouldn't you feel more comfortable being fully relieved of any excess fluids that might be building up immediately, now?
Emmett Fitz-Hume: I gotta take a wizz?
Austin Millbarge: [Nods triumphantly]"