Nosedive: I'm guessing Daddy-o has had one cup of expresso too many.
Dragster: Man, those are some swinging sparrows.
Nosedive: Ducks, you goat-t'ed geek!
Daddy-O: You pelicans won't stop me.
Wildwing: That's DUCKS!
Tanya: Get moving, we're sitting...well you know.
Daddy-o: Now to grove-afy these geese.
Nosedive: That's ducks "Creep-pick" and we're gonna stop you before you... uh, what is it your planning to do here anyway?
Dragtser: When you take the dip, you come out hip.
Digger: Your body mutates and your mind is freed man.
Nosedive: If he starts reciting poetry, I'm gonna scream.
Daddy-o: Soon you pigeons will be square no more.
Nosedive: That's ducks, Bongo-Breath.
(At the pond the ducks make repairs on the migrator)
Phil: Wildwing, Boobala....
Phil: What do ya? No you haven't heard the deal yet.
Wildwing: Read my beak.