Is there such a thing as the Andalusian Flu?
Clair: Let's call Theo.
Cliff: Okay, on the count of three: one, two, three!
Cliff and Clair: (Very weakly) Theo...Theo.
Cliff: I'm all yelled out.
Clair: Cliff, do you think any of them will ever come up and check on us?
Cliff: I don't think so, dear. I think they've got us right where they want us.
Clair: How are we going to get the water?
Cliff: I'll get it. Gimme some help.
(Clair gives him a nudge out of bed and he immediately falls on his face.)
Clair: Are you okay?
Cliff: Yes, dear. I'm just gonna take a little nap.
Cliff: Do you have to hammer?
Workman: I don't HAVE to...but I wouldn't feel right getting paid for just standing here.
Cliff: (delirious) Who's she?
Theo: Your wife.
Vanessa: (Referring to Theo) You know what you do with a dictator? You overthrow him.
Rudy: Let's throw him!
Theo: I did my best to be a good leader. I guess I just had the wrong followers.