"Why are you guys wasting all of your time fighting each other? I mean, come on, seriously. Put the egos aside for a second, guys, please. Deal with the issues, okay. We have a deadly petroleum situation, not to mention cystic f-- SHUT UP! SHUT! -- Cystic Fibrosis, civil war in Africa, toxic fish. You have children in your own community who are going to prison. Father Flavin doesn't have the money to help them! Ma'am, listen to me!"

"Aaah, here he comes! The man poet who banged France's Dark Lady of Philosophy! The parking lot crusader of truth who turned his back on his Other like a cold-blooded gangsta."

"[after being hit in the face with a rubber ball] Awesome! Can we do the ball thing everyday?"

"How come we only ask ourselves the really big questions when something bad happens?"

"Honestly, I have no idea what you guys are talking about. I thought we were talking about petroleum."