Navy Officer: Tell me the truth Chris - you miss this place?
Chris: Yeah, but I don't belong here anymore.
Corey: What's the best part about coming back? Satisfaction? Vindication? Closure?
Chris: Honestly, the uniform still fits.
Sheila: Stay here, I'll go get the police.
Lt. Palermo: (as Hans) We're already here, you're under arrest Sheila.
T.C.: (as Stan, holding up cuffs) Let's try these bracelets on.
T.C.: (as Stan) I sure hope nobody we know sees us.
Lt. Palermo: (as Hans) I wouldn't worry about that T.C. Is this pathetic or what? We don't even stand out!
T.C.: Am I missing something here?
Corey: Actually, yeah!
Lt. Palermo: The mayor only calls me twice a year - once to wish me happy birthday and once when he thinks his re-election's going down the tubes.
Corey: Ain't his birthday.
Corey: (to Chris) So, you gonna eat that F-18?
Corey: I thought you left (the Navy) because your eyes went bad.
Chris: Do I wear glasses Corey?
Chris: We're room-mates, we share a bathroom - ever seen me use contact lenses?
Corey: I just assumed they slipped a little below Navy standards.
Chris: 20/20/20/10 - my eyesight is better than perfect!
Corey: So why did you leave the Navy?
Chris: Because I can see the posters from across the room, but I couldn't see the knife coming from behind.
Corey: Chris, I don't mean to pry - okay, yeah, I do.