"Crazy Hobo: What if God doesn't really exist? What if he's just a... an existential manifestation of our collective cultural yearning for a sense of parental power over a chaotic universe?! ...Nah."

"Crazy Scientist: I love Bert Whither, even though he called me a crackpot on that TV interview. He said lukewarm fusion wouldn't work, but I know it would if only I'd have gotten the funding, but I didn't, thanks to Bert Whither. Bastard."

"Crazy Scientist: I heard that the dolphins are doing a good job keeping in touch with the extraterrestrials. I heard that from one of the mice! (a reference to The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)"

"Crazy Scientist: They were like astronauts on some sort of a star trek in a galaxy far, far away, but it turned out they were all DAMN DIRTY APES! YOU MANIACS!"

"Crazy Scientist: Oh my God, I'm having an internal monologue... about an internal monologue!"

"Scientist: If you believe in telekinesis, raise my hand. Heh."

"Scientist: I'm working on something called the Internet, but I'm worried it won't catch on..."

"Scientist: [in reference to the nuclear bomb] I fervently hope that we never need to use this fearsome instrument of death. On the other hand, if we do, IT'S GOING TO LOOK WICKED COOL!"

"Scientist: [in reference to the nuclear bomb] This device could kill a million Communists in the blink of an eye! Papa would be so proud..."

"Scientist: Here I am, brain the size of a planet, and I can't get lucky to save my life!"

"Scientist: God does not play dice with the universe. He does, however, hit the blackjack tables."

"Scientist: Wait a minute - what if E equaled mc cubed?.... MY GOD! I just saw the hole in my pants by looking around the curvature of space and time!!!"

"Scientist: I've got it! The solution to Fermat's Last Theorem! It's... oh, wait, wait... ah crap, I just had it!"

"Scientist: Uncertainty principle? Give me a break! Grow some balls, Heisenberg!"

"Scientist: I could call them... quarks! Nah, it's not commercial enough. Leptons? Hmm, nope, nope. Mesons? No, that sounds like a stupid alien race in some sort of child's game! Gluons? Now that's just plain silly!"

"Tannoy: Attention, space freak. You are completely surrounded. You have exactly ten seconds to drop your weapons and hypnotize yourself into a coma. 10... 9... 8... 7654321! HOT DAMN, FIRE!"

"Capitol City Civilian: This town is getting way too crowded. A million people is just too much. It would be great if something just came along and swept everything away with, say, a super-heated deathray..."

"Soldier: [while on fire] Requesting permission to roll around in the dirt, SIR!"

"Soldier: [while on fire] Soldier would wish to report he is on fire, SIR!"

"Soldier: [lifted into the air by Crypto] If I wanted to fly, I'd have joined the frickin' Air Force!"

"Soldier: [seeing Crypto in area 42] No children allowed here!"

"Farmer: Think about baseball. Think about baseball. Oh, Rock Hudson. NO, DAMMIT! Think about baseball! Think about baseball!..."

"Soldier: Y'know, it occurs to me. What if we shouldn't be messing around with nuclear explosives? What if we're just not ready? Maybe man was not meant to flirt with his own annihilation in such a cavalier way without at least first developing the ethical maturity to use such awesome power... Aw, what the hell? Nuke 'em all and let God sort it out!"

"Cop:: Attention, please step away from the flaming police officer. That is all, thank you for your cooperation."

"Cop:: Ice! Ice! Not with ice! Ocean of ice! Ice! Ice!"

"Cop:: Attention citizens, please stand by back. This is police burning."

"Cop: [spots Crypto] Do it now boy-o."

"Cop: [spots Crypto] Go ahead, make my day!"

"Cop: [fighting against Crypto] Hold it right there!"

"Cop: [fighting against Crypto] Stop, I'm warning you!"

"Cop: [fighting against Crypto] Drop me now, or you're under arrest!"

"Cop: [fighting against Crypto] YAAAH!"

"Cop: [if Crypto flees] Come on back, so I can read you a delight."

"Cop: [if Crypto flees] Where are you going?! We were having a perfectly good fight!"

"Cop: [if Crypto flees] Where did you think you're going?"

"Cop: [if Crypto flees] If I catch ya, you're running away for a long time!"

"Cop: [if Crypto flees] You can run, but you can't hide."

"Cop: [if Crypto flees] You weren't getting away from me!"

"Cop: [if Crypto flies off] [tutting] Flying away. Typical cowardly criminal behavior!"

"Cop: [Searching for Crypto] Come out and put your hands up."

"Cop: [Searching for Crypto] Come out, come out, whatever you are."

"Cop: [Standing by front] Can I help you?"

"Cop: [Standing by front] You're on to something?"

"Cop: [Standing by front] Yes."

"Cop: [Standing by front] What?"

"Cop: [Standing by front] Please, step away from me, sir."

"Cop: [Bumping toward] Look out!"

"Cop: [Bumping toward] Watch it pal!"