Adventure: Remember, mate, not all sharks are in the water.
Fantasy: Dr. Jekyll? Dr. J?
Mr. Hyde: My name... is MR hyde.
Horror: We are lusty, adventurous men.
Telephone Operator: Due to the storm, all lines have been temporarily disconnected. Please try your call again later.
Alan Tyler: He's afraid of tuna-fish sandwiches.
Claire Tyler: Mercury levels in the tuna-fish sandwiches.
Richard Tyler: Do I click my heels or something?
Fantasy: You're in the wrong story, honey.
Dr. Jekyll: My boy, I derive no pleasure in telling you that you are in extreme danger.
Richard Tyler: Danger?
Dr. Jekyll: Even as we speak.
Jamaican Pirate: One gold piece! This is your treasure, is it. Let's kill him and eat his parrot.
Tom Morgan: Give the word, Captain Silver, and I'll show you the color of his insides.
Richard Tyler: Red, red, they're red.
Long John Silver: Stow your cutlass, Tom, I want a better look at his outsides first.
Horror: Sixteen men on a dead man's stomach.
Fantasy: No, no! Chest! Chest.
Richard Tyler: Fantasy.
Fantasy: Naturally. Who were you expecting, honey? The Tooth Fairy?
Fantasy: What do you mean grabbing a person by the pantyhose like that? Now I've got to straighten out my Little Mermaid underwear.
