Sammy:
That just seems like an awful lot of extra paperwork.

Brian:
I like paperwork.

Sammy:
I could use a beer.

Brian:
I could use a tranquilizer.

Sammy:
So, how was school today?

Rudy:
Stupid.

Terry:
Put your seat belt on.

Rudy:
It pushes on my neck.

Terry:
What?

Rudy:
It pushes on my neck, it's uncomfortable.

Terry:
Well, if someone slams into us and you go sailing through the window, that'll be very uncomfortable too. Now, put on your seat belt.

Brian:
Obviously you're not happy here. You keep leaving, and fighting with me.

Sammy:
You have got to be the worst manager we've ever had. The worst.

Brian:
I think this is just an issue we need to explore!

Sammy:
You explore it! I'm going back to work.

Terry:
Where were you?

Sammy:
I had dinner with my boss.

Terry:
Kind of a late dinner.

Sammy:
I guess. The plumber came?

Terry:
Yes, the fucking plumber came.

Sammy:
Hey, can you just give me a break?

Terry:
What's the matter with you?

Sammy:
I don't know, I'm stressed out.

Terry:
You wanna smoke some pot?

Sammy:
No I don't wanna smoke some pot... why, you got some?

Terry:
I don't know, Ron. A lot of what you're saying has real appeal to me. You know, the stuff they told us when we were kids. But I don't want to believe in something or not believe in it because I might feel bad. I want to believe in it or not believe in it because I think it's true or not.