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Carl: (After Shake kills himself in Carl's pool) Fryman, I am so sorry...that I can't press charges here.
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Billy: (Letting Frylock know where his business is) One convenient locations. In Africa.
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Emory: Well, we have time, do we really need to go to
Oglethorpe: Yes! I want everyone to know that I am fast, and I can Tear ass across their Galaxy! And totally trench their galaxy!
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(Frylock reads Shake's note)
Shake: Friends, relations, whatever the hell Meatwad is, I've lived a full life. It's actually been pretty bitchin'! But no, regrettably, my life has been taken. Please bury me with all my stuff, because you know it's mine. Dear Meatwad, turn on that dumb game, because I'm gonna wail on you from the grave, baby! Missing you already, M.S.
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Shake: I would say don't talk to me again, but I'm not talking to you. So...theres no point in saying it...because you're not even here!
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Frylock: Well, could Billy Witch Doctor dot com maybe raise something else from the dead? Bigger than a chicken?
Billy: Mega Ultra Chicken? No, shhhh, he is legend!
Frylock: Well, no, I mean, I was thinkin more like a human...milk shake...or something like that.
Billy: Ohhhh...Billy Witch Doctor dot com feel more comfortable with chicken.
Frylock: Just chickens huh? Ok, and you're local?
Billy: One convinient locations...in Africa.
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Carl, Frylock and Meatwad all in unison: (reading cards) I am... Sofa King... We Todd Ed.
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Shake: He's being a baby.
Frylock: He is a baby.
Shake: And he still won't stop!
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Meatwad: Spirits that haunt this house! Tell Me! What was we talkin' about?
Spirit: My sister's baby.
Meatwad: Oh Yeah, yeah. One of them other dead boys told me about that. How's she doing?
Spirit: She's dead. We're all dead.
Meatwad: Well, at least it had all its fingers and toes. Ya know what I mean?
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Frylock: I can't just bring you back to life
Shake: Come on, you can do it. You know? You're like a math guy.
Frylock: I don't think that math is going to bring you back from the dead.
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Carl: (after Billy blows up) Hey, can we stop holdin' hands in Fairyland, here? My hand is gonna' permanently smell like a burger.
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Frylock: He needs complete silence to communicate with the dead.
Shake: He needs a complete lack of oxygen to become the dead.
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Meatwad: Spirits that haunt this house. Come out and play with me!
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Frylock: Meatwad, Master Shake is dead.
Meatwad: That's good.
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Billy: Now, please, kiss him deep with tongue.
Carl: Do what???
Billy: (Laughing) Just kid, just kid, dirty boy.