"_" "It's alive!" "8x13" " Triple Hot Dog Sandwich on Wheat" "Pull!" "No, dude, no." "Just... no." "If I am to take king's landing, I need an army, Jon Snow." "King Stannis, the wildlings will not fight for you." "Damn the wildlings!" "I desire a much different army." "Yeah!" "Kiss army, dude!" " I hate riding bitch." " "Destroyer" was their best album," "Though I am a fan of music from "the Elder."" "You know nothing, Jon Snow!" "Whoo!" "Baby alive eats and drinks and even dirties her diaper!" "I love you, bab..." "I love ..." "I lov..." "I love you, baby al..." "I love you, baby a..." "I lov..." "I need two for sheet rock work." "I'm Jonathan Property." "Me and my brother, Drew Property, get you the proper proprietary promptly if you give us proper props, proper!" "And I'm Drew." "Actually, our last name is Scott." "I want a craftsman in a good school district." "I'm looking to acquire land on the San Andreas fault that will become beach-front property when I launch my intercontinental ballistic missiles, creating a mega-earthquake that sinks California." "The schools are also important." "It is a fixer-upper, but this is the 3-Bed, 2-Bath you're looking for." " Oh, my gosh!" "I love it!" " I was hoping for something bigger, like a castle, maybe, with statues of lions and naked ladies." "Oh, Lex doesn't see eye to eye with Eve, but I think he'll change his tune when he sees the back yard." "The San Andreas fault literally runs through the back yard." "We'll take it and every other house on the block." "Boom, commissions!" "Up prop!" "Bro, wait until we're in our prius property." " Sorry about him." " Don't you propologize for me." "It's been a month since Lex and Eve made their purchase." "Let's check in and see how they're doing." "Well, things didn't work out between me and Miss Teschmacher, or me and the missiles, or me and killing Superman." "On the bright side, it's tater tot day in the cafeteria." "On the less bright side, now I'm these brothers' property." "God, the new neighbors bang like rabbits!" "I can't take it anymore!" "Wait a minute!" "That's Morse code." " They're trying to tell us something." " What?" "Really?" "What are they saying?" "They're being held hostage." "They're being tortured." " We need to send help!" " Holy shit!" "Really?" "!" "No, they're just [bleep]ing." "That's right!" "Make me another baby to sell!" "Do you think anyone's heard us yet?" "I told you nobody knows Morse code anymore." "Hi, honey!" "Jesus H. Christ, what is that?" "!" "I'm expressing my individuality." "All my friends have tattoos!" "How the hell are you gonna get a job when you grow up?" "You think a law firm or a bank will hire you now?" " I don't think so." " Yeah!" "The First National Bank of Dad can kiss my ass!" "My youtube channel is blowing up, okay?" "I'm famous." " Are 20s okay?" " Cover your ass!" "Commandment 11, eat not of bananas, for they are the penis of the Lord." "There, that should do it." "Now, Moses?" "M-Moses?" "Well, they'll figure it out." "I hear you're one of the greatest burglars in the world." "Well, congratulations." "You've stolen 30 healthy years from yourself." "I totally forgot about the diagnosis." "Emphysema ... what you have is emphysema." "We're in the respiratory wing of the animation hospital in Studio City, California, referred to by staff as tobacco row ..." "and for good reason." "Remember this?" "Heya, Fred, you need a light for that smoke" " with the smooth, rich flavor?" " Do I ever, old pal." "Mmm, mmm!" "Yabba-dabba-doo!" "Yabba-dabba-doo." "Jesus Christ, this is yabba-dabba-depressing." "Speaking of which..." "The doctor says all those years of secondhand pipe smoke has significantly reduced my life expectancy." "It didn't help that you're 6'11" and weigh 70 pounds." "The irony is Popeye's just fine." "All of them ansky-onskidents in me spinach kept me lungs cancer-free." "Ah-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka!" "Welcome to the I.C.U." "I have stage IV lung cancer." "Uh, should he be smoking in here?" "Should the giant talking caterpillar with cancer be smoking a hookah in a hospital?" "Take your break now, Sharon." "But life goes on for these survivors ... a life made easier with friends." "I never get tired of hearing your robot voice there, Fred." "Barney, you're an asshole." "Oh, cheer up, Fred." "Bedrock is flavor country." "Put that out, [bleep]." "You're standing next to pure oxygen!" "Don't worry, Mr. President." "I'll make sure that one day, you're on a coin of our lowest denomination." "It will be a different color from all the other coins, and people will hate it ... just hate it." "Shut up and kiss me, you fool." " Oh!" " Mwah!" " Honey!" " Oh, learn to knock." "God!" "I'm sorry, Shadow, baby." "I forgot." "I told you, Melisandre, I want to be called Connor!" "Okay, Connor." "Dinner's ready." "Mom, I literally don't eat!" "I'm made of vagina smoke." "Duh!" "Connor, I saw in the flames that if you don't join us for dinner tonight, all may be in peril." "Well, you know what I saw in the flames?" "Oh, what can I do to connect with you, sweetheart?" "And now, my son, Connor, would like to perform for you." "All right, thanks for coming out, guys." "This first song's really personal to me." "It's called "Emerging from a witch's [bleep] in a cave."" "One, two, three!" "Go, go, Gadget coptor." "Oh, my!" "It's actually working." "Wow, a top-secret mission!" "Yes, the CIA needs Gadget's help more than Metro City does, now that Dr. Claw is making an honest living selling herbal supplements." "I'll get you... the bikini body you always wanted!" "Wowsers!" "I'm just in time for a wedding." "Go, go, Gadget tuxedo!" "Say, what the..." "Uncle Gadget's malfunctioning again." " Wait, what's going on?" "!" " Fire!" "Oh, no!" "Boom!" "Target eliminated!" "Gadget makes a far better drone than a cop!" " Oh, my God!" " Great job, Gadget!" "Your country is proud of you." "Go, go, Gadget PTSD." " May I help you?" " Yes." "Uh..." "Yes, and..." "Uh..." "I forgot what this joke is." "Shit." "Oh, God." "Uh, line?" "!" "I'm so sorry." "Line?" "!" "Uh, we've had to return several checks because their amounts exceeded your balance." "Oh, my [bleep] back." "I hate that bed, Mary Anne." "Oh, hush." "What do you want for dinner tonight?" " A new bed." " Tater tot casserole it is." "Ugh, porridge!" "Ugh, porridge!" "Porridge!" "Ooh, here we go!" "Whoo!" "You want some of this, don't you?" "I know you do, I know you do." "You can't have it." "Hands off, loser!" "Ha-ha!" "[Bleep] you, stupid!" "Hard as shit!" "Soft as shit!" "Ah, just right as shit!" ""Shit" is a really versatile word." ""Yo, bae, found perf bed to smash in."" "Oh, [bleep] this." "Wha... someone's been in our house!" "What the f..." "It's just a girl, Mary Anne." "Where are you taking her?" "I'm gonna eat her, what do you think." "I'm a bear." "You're going to take her straight back to her parents." "That's what you're gonna do." "Of course, clearly that's what I'm gonna do." "Jesus." " What the [bleep] Goldie?" "!" " Why are you trippin'?" "I wanted to see where you lived." "I got your text, by the way." "Very funny!" "What if my wife had seen it?" " You said you were leaving her!" " I am, soon, I swear." "Come on, baby." "I'm so, so sorry." "Oh, I'm sorry, too." "Do you forgive me, baby?" "Does a bear [bleep] in the woods?" "You better!" "Too hard." "Too soft." "Just right."