The ball that Lucky is riding in is all beat up when he comes to a stop at the top of a hill and then when it rolls back, it's like nothing happened to it.
(Lucky and Fall Apart are setting up a model of a theme park) Lucky: No-No-No. We have to have the greased pole here. Fall Apart: But that's too close to the hot dog stand. It'll make 'em taste all funny.
Siren: I heard you were so ugly, the F.B.I. put you on the unwanted list.
Bonkers Me thinks I have lost them. That cynical hard boild cop that I love is astray in fantasy land.
Seymore: If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. Then stab them in the back.
Light: (telling a joke) "Waiter-waiter-waiter! There is a fly in my soup!" "That's okay, the cook used to be a taylor!"
Light: Speaking of marriages, I know a lady that's been married so many times that she has rice marks on her face.
(the ride that Lucky was on finally stop and Lucky falls out face first) Bonkers: Lucky! Are you all right? Speak to me! Lucky: I feel like I'm wearing my stomach as a party hat. Fall Apart: Gosh, I haven't seen that color of green since I accidentally ate my bug collection.
Seymore: Nobody out deals Seymore Sleazebottom! Seymore's Toon Car: Seymore? But boss, what can you do? Seymore: Whatever I do, it won't be pretty.
Bonkers: Sorry, Lucky. I forgot that toon parachutes only open on impact. Lucky: Forget it, Bonkers. It's fortunate that I landed in that field of haystacks, though. Bonkers: Yeah. Too bad you didn't land in one though.
Lucky: Bonkers, what's the big idea? Bonkers: Relax. I'm going to show you how to spend some quality break time. Lucky: (mutters sarcastically) I can hardly wait.
Lucky: Oops, wrong key. Toon Typewriter: Not only was that the wrong key, that's the last key you're going to punch for a while. Lucky: Huh? What are you talking about? Toon Typewriter: I'm talking about...I'm pooped, exhausted, wiped out...I need a break! Toon Cup Holder: He's got a point, you know? Toon Yellow Pencil: Which is more than I can say for us. Toon Stapeler: He's got a point there. Toon Pen: No, he doesn't have a point. that was his point. Toon Yellow Pencil: Was my point is right! It's numb as a post! Toon Stapeler: I thought that was dumb as a post. Toon Yellow Pencil: Don't get personal! Toon Cup Holder: Do plums have points? Toon Stapeler: No and neither does this conversation. Toon Red Pencil: Yeah, you've worn us right down to the nub!
Marilyn: Daddy has to take a rest so the rest of us can.
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