Zeus: If I had to punish every blasphemy, I would have no followers.
Harry McAfee: The next time I have a daughter, I hope it's a boy.
Clayboy Spencer: Well, you've grown.
Claris Coleman: 34-22-34.
Clayboy Spencer: What's that stand for?
Claris Coleman: What you're gawking at.
Phileas Fogg III: Moe, about how long would you say I've been having kippers for breakfast?
Moe: Man and boy, I'd say we've been eating our kippers every day for, it must be 11 years, sir.
Phileas Fogg III: Time for a change. Starting tomorrow, I'd like sausages.
Moe: Oh, those ugly little brown - SAUSAGES?
Narrator: And below the hilt, in letters of gold, were written these words: Whoso pulleth out this sword of this stone and anvil is right wise king, born of England. Though many tried for the sword with all their strength, none could move the sword nor stir it. So the miracle had not worked, and England was still without a king. And in time, the marvelous sword was forgotten. This was a dark age, without law and without order. Men lived in fear of one another - for the strong preyed upon the weak.