Ozzy & Drix

Drix: It's sodium bicarbonate... And lots of it.

Ozzy: This boat needs seatbelts.

Drix: Would that be my left or his? Ozzy: Just aim it the other way!

Ozzy: Hey! Wormzilla! Drix: (Waving bag) Snackies!

Hector's Mom: Awww... Still hurts? Hector: Like I'm holding a wrestling match in my stomach.

Drix: A touch of lipid paste on those boils should do wonders Chief. Ozzy: And look on the bright side! If you ever have to mail yourself, you won't need bubble wrap!

(After discovering something in the stomach) Ozzy: Crib notes. Drix: You mean Hector tried to cheat on a school test? Ozzy: Yep. And then he swallowed the evidence.

Chief Gleutus: Look, we have dredged the entire stomach and all we found are two lousy boogers!

Chief Gleutus: Hey! Who do you think's in charge here QuiNi? The last thing my men need is some lame-brain, blustering yahoo giving them orders! Ozzy: Yeah. That's his job! Chief Gleutus: Yeah! What?

Maria: [We need to find out] why Hector's been so nauseated. (Giant worm appears) Drix: Uh, that might be one explanation.

Ozzy: Yo, Maria, you can relax now. Your knight in shining armor has arrived. Maria: Really? All I see is the court jester.

Ozzy: Something's going on in the digestive track. Let's boogie. Drix: Very well, but I don't see how dancing will help.

Hector: I haven't felt hungry for days. Travis: You? The human garbage disposal? Mr. Pass-The-Hot-Sauce? Hector the- Hector: The guy who's gonna spew if you don't stop already.

Hector's Mom: Make sure to let the pork cook through!

Hector's Mom: Sweet Mother of Heaven. Hector: I'm making breakfast. Hector's Mom: For the Marines?

Drix: There is nothing like a day at the stomach. The gentle roll of gastric juice, the laughing of bile, the wafting acid fumes. Ah, why don't we come here more often? Ozzy: I think you gave three pretty good reasons right there Drix.

(While hunting for the worm, it is creeping up on them) Ozzy: Shhhh.. Drix: What is it? Ozzy: Theme music.