Parker Lewis: Gentlemen, synchronize Swatches!
Jerry Steiner: Sirs, I'm going for the salmon!
Parker Lewis: Madonna? Face of a collie! But she's got...
[the Buds have been called into Musso's office for no apparent reason]
Parker Lewis: Have we done anything in the last 48 hours?
[Jerry lifts up a stack of prinouts, at least three-feet thick, and slams it on the table]
Jerry Steiner: Nothing tracable.
ParkerLloyd Lewis: Not a problem.
Frank Lemmer: [dramatic voiceover] You listen. Listen to a public recital of the secret diary of Parker Lloyd Lewis, Kubiac's ceremony. Hahahahaha! Muahahahahahaha! Muahahahahahahahahaha!
Jerry Steiner: "Lloyd"?
Parker Lewis: Don't help, Jerry.