Younger Pete Wrigley: Hey, Blowhole, wherever you are, in forty-five minutes I'm going to be famous. And you know what you're going to be? A blowhole.
Bus Driver Stu Benedict: Carrot-top Judas... thou hast forsaken ME.
Endless Mike Hellstrom: I am the Doctor of Death, and I have come to cure you of your life.
Don Wrigley: C'mon Pete, we gotta kill Bob while he's still alive.
Older Pete Wrigley: Why is it that when you miss somebody so much that your heart is ready to disintegrate, you always hear the saddest song ever on the radio?
