[Randy is crying.]
Dr. Rumack: Randy, are you all right?
Randy: Oh, Dr. Rumack, I'm scared. I've never been so scared. And besides, I'm twenty-six and I'm not married.
Dr. Rumack: We're going to make it, you've got to believe that.
Mrs. Hammen: Dr. Rumack, do you have any idea when we'll be landing?
Dr. Rumack: Pretty soon. How are you holding up?
Mrs. Hammen: Well, to be honest, I've never been so scared. But, at least I have a husband.
[Randy cries even harder.].
Rumack: Elaine, you're a member of this crew. Can you face some unpleasant facts?
Elaine Dickinson: No.
Rumack: The life of everyone on board depends upon just one thing: finding someone back there who can not only fly this plane, but who didn't have fish for dinner.
Richard Vickers: I'll shoot you dead.
Harry: You can't shoot us dead, Richard.
Becky: ...because we're already dead.
Harry: We want to see you, Richard. We dug a hole for you, Richard.
Becky: ...on the beach.
Commander Adams: Nice climate you have here. High oxygen content.
Robby the Robot: I seldom use it myself, sir. It promotes rust.
Commissioner Brumford: [On phone.] Hello? He did what? How many animals escaped? Oh, my god.
Frank: Hello, Commissioner. You're looking lovely this evening.
Commissioner Brumford: Do you realize that because of you this city is being overrun by baboons?
Frank: Well, isn't that the fault of the voters?
Frank: The truth hurts doesn't it, Hapsburg? Oh, sure maybe not as much as jumping on a bicycle with the seat missing, but it hurts.
Frank: Oh, by the way. Congratulations. I heard Edna's pregnant again.
Ed: Yeah. And when I catch the guy who did it...
Lt. Frank Drebin: This is Frank Drebin, Police Squad. Throw down your guns, and come on out with your hands up. Or come on out, then throw down your guns, whichever way you wanna do it. Just remember the two key elements here: one, guns to be thrown down; two, come on out!