Blind Man: Help will come from above in the shape of... a donkey.
Willory: Like sands through the hour glass, so are the last few minutes of our lives.
Elliot: Look at us, we're walking rocks, we don't wear any shoes or socks! la la la la la la la!
Elliot: [singing] Woah, Papa's got a gumball, Nellie. Papa's got a gumball, Sue. Papa's got a gumball, Nellie. I think I'll blow a bubble for you. Woah, Papa's got a pork chop, Nellie. Papa's got a pork chop...
Sedgewick: Will you stop it?
Elliot: What? It's a good song. Don't you like it?
Sedgewick: After the 32nd verse, it grates. Besides, it's making me hungry.