Bobby: Max, look, it's the Leaning Tower of Cheesa.
Max: Why are you doing this to me, Dad?
Goofy: 'Cause, I don't want you to end up in the electric chair.
Goofy: Come on, Maxie, let's get this show on the road.
Max: Um, just a minute you... Party... Animal... You.
Max: Dad... listen, about my directions... will you listen to me? I gotta tell you something, Dad.
Goofy: Why bother? I'm probably too stupid to understand anyway, right?
Max: Forget it.
Nerd: Yo, Stacey! Talk to, talk to me, talk to me, baby.
Roxanne: Go on, go on. Good daddy.
Goofy: You look just like I did at your age.
Max: Please don't say that, Dad.
Max: Roxanne, I lied to you. I don't even know Powerline.
Max: Dad, it's Big Foot.
Goofy: Could you back up a bit, Mr. Foot, uh, you're out of focus.
Goofy: Came to see if you had any dirty clothes.
Max: There they are. Help yourself.
Goofy: Max, I thought we talked about this.
Max: Sorry, Dad. I'll take care of it later.
Goofy: What's the big rush?
Max: I'm running late.
Goofy: I can drive you to school on my way to work.
Max: Oh, no thanks. I need the exercise.
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Myridon