- Thank God, I’ve still got my hair.
- That’s great, Ray! Save some for me!
- That was the day I invented time travel.
- It can’t be done, can it?
- Don’t call 911.
- What the hell is that?
- l’ve come for the woman and your head.
- Doc, look. All we need is a little plutonium.
- I can’t feel my legs.
- What? What the hell is a gigawatt?
- At least Evan’s okay.
- So what are you gonna do?
- Why, that’s me! Look at me!- I’m an old man!
- Oh, I gotta stop drinking.
- Sorry about the mess.
- Wow, This is it, this is the part coming up, Doc.
- I couldn’t find you in the crowd.
- I couldn’t agree with you more.
- I haven’t invented any time machine.
- Mayor! Now that’s a good idea! I could run for mayor.
