Reggie: I see buckets of dead relatives! Extra crispy! Extra crispy.
Scuzz: Try starting out life as a maggot. Nobody wants to pet a little maggot.
Reggie: Acid rain! Acid rain.
Reggie: Well sub-divide me and Kentucky-Fry me.
Stripes: But I am a horse... a racehorse.
Sir Trenton: You're no racehorse! You're lunch for a lion and that's about it.
Goose: Just when I thought I was out. They pull me back in.
