- [sitting together in a boat, talking]
- Roger Blundell: Oh, come on! It was Child Services, and they're gonna pay for what they've done to us!
- Carter Treehorn: Did they seem unusually preoccupied with your alien encounter?
- Sarah Blundell: Yes.
- Roger Blundell: That doesn't prove anything.
- [rises]
- Roger Blundell: I'm going to get this guy to turn around.
- Carter Treehorn: Did they give you an anal probe?
- [boat horn blows. Roger's face falls. He sits down again]
- Roger Blundell: They said it was a prostate exam.
- [Ms Myers is banging her head slowly against her desk]
- Cameron Blundell: Don't be like this. I just don't see any other way to preserve the long-term prospects of our relationship.
- Rebecca Myers: I can't believe I'm getting dumped by a fourteen-year-old.
- Carter Treehorn: [to Sarah] The only thing I can think of is that you have some sort of parasite in your system devouring the food you eat.
- Cameron Blundell: You mean a... tapeworm?
- Carter Treehorn: Yes.
- Isabelle Blundell: Ew!
- Sarah Blundell: Well, so it's not alien-related, then?
- Carter Treehorn: Oh, no, it's alien.