Gord Brody: Wow... it's a Le Baron.
Jim: Bet your boots it's a Le Baron. Good car. Convertible.
Gord Brody: You can't hurt me, not with my cheese helmet.
Gord Brody: There's my La Baron. Where's your La Baron?
Gord Brody: I wanna eat chicken burgers.
Andy Malloy: Can I really have a piece of cake, Daddy?
Mr. Malloy: Sure you can, son. It's your birthday.
Andy Malloy: Yea.
Mr. Malloy: Yea.
Jim: You want Daddy to give you a spanking in front of his retard slut whore?
Betty: I'M not retarded.
Jim: Where the fuck is the water?
Gord: Daddy, we're in Pakistan. Let's sew some soccer balls.
Gord Brody: I see the problem here. There's a baby in your body.
Gord Brody: Look, Daddy, I'm a farmer.
Gord Brody: Ding dong! I'm a sexy boy.
Jim: Get out of the toilet.
Gord Brody: This is "Little Timmy." He gets us food and stuff. Right, little timmy?
Jim: What the fuck is going on Gord? Why aren't you at your new job?
Gord Brody: What are you talking about Timmy?
Jim: Gord... Jesus. There ain't no big computer job... is there? You're just gallavantin' around in my suit pretending to be some kind of mover 'n shaker aren't you?
Gord Brody: I hope I get a jobby, Freddy. I've got my fingers crossed... crossed... crossed... crossed... cross... ed.
Gord: Don't touch my shoulder, I saved the day.