Corner Gas

Lacey: Okay, what can I get you? Brent: Ladies first. Emma: Since when do you let... Brent: Blew your chance, got to be ready! I'll have a chili cheese dog.

Emma: [Brent] really only likes my cooking, Lacey. He's a bit of a fuss-bucket. Brent: I'm not fussy. Or buckety. Emma: When you were a baby, you wouldn't eat your pablum unless I put gravy on it. Brent: But I didn't care what kind of gravy.

(describing the Chicken Kiev) Brent: I mean, there's chicken, uh, I like the fried element to it, big fan of fried. But then some kind of goop oozed out of it. Not a big fan of goop. Lacey: That goop is butter. Brent: Oooh, big fan of butter! Emma: Chicken stuffed with butter! That's just gross... and unhealthy. Brent: Oooh, big fan of unhealthy!

Davis: I hate to brag, but I just bought the robot to end all robots on e-Bay. I'll give you a hint... R2... Hank: Uh-huh. Davis: D2. Hank: Uh-huh. Davis: R2-D2! Hank: Cool! You got an R2-D2? Davis: Not an R2-D2, the R2-D2 from a little movie called The Star Wars.

Karen: So, you want to recommend the penne, Brent? Brent: Not unless you want to torture your taste buds, or play a cruel joke on your enemies. Anyway, thanks for lunch. See you later, Lacey. Emma: I'm not going to say I told you so... Karen? Karen: She told you so.

Luke Skywalker Kid: Is that R2-D2? Hank: Nope, nothing that exciting... just a bomb.