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Oliver: (to the bodyguard) Let him [Tyson] go. He's my new best friend. Kenny: You became best friends in two minutes?

Max: Tyson! Ray: What are you doing? Kenny: Hey, guys! Dizzi: The cavalry's arrived. Tyson: Hey, Max! Ray! Ray: You're the one fighting Oliver? Max: I can't decide if you're really brave or really dumb.

Kenny: Ah! Unicolyon's blowing Dragoon's storm away. Dizzi: Batten down the hatches.

Tyson: Awesome. French cuisine is really good! Kenny: Really? How can you tell? You're shoveling it in so fast, you don't even have time to taste it. Tyson: Do, too. Kenny: This is a seven-course meal, and you're on your tenth. Tyson: Oh, yeah? Then bring on eleven and twelve! Kenny: You've had hors d'oeuvres, soup, salad, fish, mean, and veggies. Tyson: Where's dessert? Kenny: All I'm saying is, remember your manners. Tyson: Oh, you mean I've been using the wrong fork?

Tyson: Hey, Oliver, wait for me! Ha! Ha! Last one there has to give me his dessert!

Uncle Stan: Bah! I slave all day over a hot stove getting the seasoning just right, and the first thing they ask for is ketchup! Tourists, they have no taste buds!