Mai Valentine: Hey! Cross on the green, not in between.
Duke Devlin, Raphael, Valon: Sorry, but we're being chased by a bunch of robed weirdos.
Mayor: No! I didn't take it! It was Ms. Bellum.
Narrator: There! It's time for you to make your speech.
Mayor: Okay... what speech?
Narrator: The speech you will make.
Mayor: Oh.
Narrator: No, not "oh!" You.
Mayor: Why?
Narrator: No, you.
Mayor: You?
Narrator: No, not me! You, the mayor.
Mayor: Me?
Narrator: Yes! That's what I said.
Mayor: Now, wait a minute. Who's "I"?
Narrator: I is you.
Mayor: Stop it.
Narrator: Gee, are you okay?
Mayor: I don't know any more.
Narrator: Oh, forget it.
Chris: I was thinkin' about whiskey, a room, a bed, more whiskey.
The Silver Surfer: To me, my board.
Andros: Let's Rocket.