Dinosaurs

Earl: The time for reasonable discussion is gone. It's time for mindless, reckless action.

B.P.: (to Earl) I shower you with presents and this is the thanks I get? You bring your child here to abuse me!? I'm gonna rip your head off and play hacky sack with it!

B.P.: The company's board of directors has made a decision that affects you. Earl: Oh, how surprising and unfortunate that they should notice me. B.P.: They decided to offer an incentive program to get you freeloading, lard-filled princesses to work harder. Earl: Incentives? B.P.: I thought holding your head underwater until your eyes bugged out would be more productive, but I was overruled.

Earl: I guess, maybe, I overreacted when I had the government abolish all our personal freedoms just to stop our kid from saying dirty words.

Fran: Earl, what is that on your legs? Earl: Uh, thery're called pants. They're remarkably uncomfortable. The government said we're all supposed to wear them from now on. Fran Why? Earl I have no idea.