Bananaman

(Bananaman comes across the guards, bound and gagged with their uniforms removed) Bananaman: This must be the changing of the guard!

Chief O'Reilly: Did you know, they (The Heavy Mob) have even been holding up parking meters? Bananaman: Really? Are they falling down?

Guard: I say! Are you chaps beefeaters? Maurice: Listen, guv, we ain't choosy about what we eat.

Bananaman: Had an accident, eh, Grendel? Grendel: (with a pot of paint over his head) Mmm, mmm, mmm! Bananaman: You could be right.

Chief O'Reilly: This could be a very dangerous mission...have the men draw weapons. (Later, the policemen are sketching weapons on easels) Chief O'Reilly: Oh, yes, that's a cannon, isn't it? That's very good.

Grendel: I do wish Bananaman would learn to use the door instead of crashing through-- (Bananaman crashes through the wall)