Cassandra:
Wait, let me show you what I got at a garage sale.

Wayne:
What'cha got?

Cassandra:
Isn't that great? You've heard it?

Wayne:
Exqueese me? Have I seen this one before? "Frampton Comes Alive"? Everybody in the world has Frampton Comes Alive. If you lived in the suburbs you were issued it. It came in the mail with samples of "Tide".

Cassandra:
Look at this old one. Gerry and the Pacemakers.

Wayne:
Wow. That is old. You know, I bet those guys actually have pacemakers by now.

Del Preston:
So there, I am, in Sri Lanka, formerly Ceylon, at about 3 o'clock in the morning, looking for one thousand brown M&Ms to fill a brandy glass, or Ozzy wouldn't go on stage that night. So, Jeff Beck pops his head 'round the door, and mentions there's a little sweets shop on the edge of town. So - we go. And - it's closed. So there's me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they've got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopkeeper and his son... that's a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really, but sure enough I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.

Del Preston:
Woodstock? That was quite a show, man.

Garth:
You were at Woodstock?

Wayne:
Excellent! What was it like?

Del Preston:
It rained all morning, and then it cleared up in the afternoon. And that's it, I almost remembered something else, but it's gone.

Del Preston:
Alright, ladies and gentlemen. It takes two people to run a concert: one back stage, and one out front. One man alone cannot do this. Wayne, you will run the backstage team. Milton, you are my liaison between Wayne's backstage team and Garth's front-stage team which includes myself in the booth. To the left and right of the stage are machine-gun pillboxes, M-60 Browning. Now these babies tend to heat up so shoot in 3 second bursts. In the event of capture I will personally distribute these cyanide capsules to be placed under the tongue like so.

Del Preston:
Any questions?

Garth:
Yes, I have a question. When did you turn into a nutbar?

Garth:
So, did Jim Morrison give you Del Preston's exact address?

Wayne:
Yeah, he said EXACTLY London, England.

Garth:
Uh, Wayne, you know, I don't think you should mention that Jim Morrison thing anymore. It's just that people have started to talk, you know. They're saying things like, "Hey, there goes Garth and his friend Wayne... the psychopath."

Glenn:
So Wayne, I hear you're putting on some kind of concert. That's good. People need to be entertained, they need the distraction. I wish to God that someone would be able to block out the voices in my head for five minutes, the voices that scream, over and over again: "Why do they come to me to die? Why do they come to me to die?"

Garth:
How can you sleep like that?

Del Preston:
Listen, sonny Jim. Sleeping like this will add ten years to your life. I learned it from Keith Richards when I toured with the Stones. This may be the reason why Keith cannot be killed by conventional weapons.

Honey Horne:
So, would you like to have dinner one night?

Garth:
Oh, I like to have dinner every night.

Honey Horne:
I bet you like to be in control...

Garth:
Yes, like when I was 17, my sister wanted to loan my Def Leppard. I said "No way!".

Honey Horne:
I'm goning to be frank.

Garth:
OK. Can I still be Garth?

Honey Horne:
Take me, Garth!

Garth:
Where? I'm low on gas and you need a jacket.

Jim:
Hey Wayne, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine: Sammy Davis, Jr.

Wayne:
Wow, nice to meet you, Mr. Junior.

Wayne:
Excuse me, what are you guys doing here in the middle of the street?

Chicken-man:
Well, I'm putting these chickens in crates, and stacking them right here. Jim's job is to make sure we always have plenty of watermelons.

Wayne:
Oh, so you're selling watermelons.

Jim:
No, no sir. We just have to make sure we have plenty of them stacked at all times, just like with these here chickens.

Garth:
What do these guys do?

Chicken-man:
Well, their job is to walk back and forth with this big plate-glass window every couple of minutes.

Garth:
Weird.

Wayne:
Yeah, you've got to wonder if this is gonna pay off later on.

Wayne:
You're worthless! You're less than nothing! What's keeping you here? You don't belong here! Why don't you just quit?

Milton:
Cause I've got no place else to go!

Wayne:
Who are you?

Jim:
I'm Jim Morrison.

Wayne:
And who's he?

Jim:
A weird naked indian.

Wayne:
What I'd really like to do is something extraordinary. Something big. Something mega. Something copious. Something capacious. Something cajunga! But I'll probably end up working at Great America, mopping up hurl and lung butter.

Wayne:
Here we are, at Piccadilly Circus!

Garth:
Wow, what a shitty circus.

Wayne:
Good call. There's no animals or clowns! What a ripoff!

Wayne:
Exsqueeze me? A baking-powder?

Wayne:
Where are you going?

Garth:
Mikitas. Aren't you coming?

Wayne:
No, I'll just embarrass you. I'll just stay here and lick the cat's butt.

Garth:
Okay.

Wayne:
We'll be sure to cross our "t"s and dot our... lower case "j"s.

Garth:
Wayne, we don't wanna end the movie this way, do we?

Wayne:
Good call. Let's do the "Thelma and Louise" ending!

Wayne:
No.

Garth:
Look, if Wayne says we're not, we're not, okay?

Cassandra:
Wayne, you look like you've got something to say.

Steven Tyler:
You're worthy, you're worthy. Get up!

Cassandra:
You know, I haven't seen Garth in a while. What's he up to?

Wayne:
Oh, Garth's doing his laundry.

Cassandra:
Too bad he doesn't have a girlfriend to do HIS laundry.

Wayne:
Oh yeah; thanks for doing my laundry. Hey Cassandra, how do you get my clothes so white and fresh-smelling?

Cassandra:
It's an age-old Cantonese family method that very few people know about.

Wayne:
Ahh... Wait a minute... Calgon? Ancient Chinese secret, huh?

Wayne:
Look Garth it's Heather Locklear and she's signaling to us. There is a god!

Garth:
Heather be thy name.

Wayne:

Wayne:
You can see him?

Rip Taylor:
Well, of course! I mean, how are you gonna miss a half-naked Indian?

Wayne:
Okay, you've probably already noticed by now that we're on a little early tonight.

Garth:
Usually at this time on Aurora cable, you're watching "Plant World".

Wayne:
But they didn't want our 10:30 time slot. But we were able to talk "Plant World" into changing with "Cooking World".

Garth:
Although they didn't want to change at first.

Wayne:
But fortunately, "White Supremacy World" was cancelled, and all the trades worked out

Milton:
I hate my father... I hate my life... but i feel GREAT!... Im gonna go pick a fight...