- Bobbi Babbel: We're talking to Beef Bonk...
- Beef Bonk: Er, we are?
- Bobbi Babbel: Who seems like a born weader. Mr. Bonk. I'm sure our viewers would wove to know your plans for the future.
- Beef Bonk: Today we plasterize the mastodons. Later, maybe I'll join the marines.
- Bobbi Babbel: [turns to Rotten Roland] And you?
- Rotten Roland: Me? I love it, I love it! I'm thinking about a life in crime. Who should I be? The good guy, or the bad guy?
- Zuggleball: Yippie! Hit me, smack me!
- Doyle Cleverlobe: [Doyle is 400 feet tall] Oh my head! I'm so tall, I get headaches just standing up.
- General Beef Bonk: Gentlemen, we have a monster heading for New York. And one thing's crystal clear: monster stink!
- Ollie Oilslick: Hey hey, Doyle! You used to say you was a big man back on Earth. Youz' got your wish!
- Doyle Cleverlobe: You think I like being this tall, Ollie? I've got pigeons nesting in my ear!
- Professor Icenstein: Doyle, my boy, how are you?
- Doyle Cleverlobe: Well, to start with, I'm 400 feet tall. How are you?
- Professor Icenstein: Well, I'm about five foot nine. Could I get you a cold drink?
- Doyle Cleverlobe: No, you could get me a cure.
- Professor Icenstein: [President Milo has joined his former classmates to protest against his own army] Ja, ja, ja, Milo! Go, go, go! You got my vote, sweety. That's the way to go, Milo-rini.