- Alright, come on, get me out of here!
- Doc, look. All we need is a little plutonium.
- Why don´t you wanna talk about it?
- I’m gonna read your thoughts.
- I think it’s out of order.
- Just give me something without any sugar in it, okay?
- It’s kind of like sailing.
- Then who’s vice president? Jerry Lewis?
- I can’t feel my legs.
- Wow, This is it, this is the part coming up, Doc.
- I’m gonna fuck you up.
- I haven’t invented any time machine.
- Sorry about the mess.
- Do we know each other?
- What the hell is that?
- At least Evan’s okay.
- What? What the hell is a gigawatt?
- You know the penalty for thievery?
- I would love to meet your grandma.
- That’s great! Actual physical contact!
