Girl: What was *that*?
Boy: A meteorite! A lunar meteorite!
Girl: A meteorite?
Crow T. Robot: A lunar meteorite?
Girl: That's a great stew. What's in it?
Johnny Longbow: Oh, a lot of things.
Tom Servo: Rattlesnake, Velveeta.
Johnny Longbow: Chicken, corn, chili, green pepper... onions...
Mike Nelson: Hair...
Johnny Longbow: Well, it's kind of an old recipe around here.
Johnny Longbow: I know what you're thinking.
Tom Servo: I'm boring and my slideshow eats.
Mike Nelson: [as the Moon Beast is dying] Hey, I'm in a Buggles video!
Mike Nelson: [as a Native American performs a ceremony] WHO wants a light bulb? Light bulb, here! C'mon! Two dollars! Got a light bulb!
Mike Nelson: [Kathy has a blank expression on her face] Brain has performed an illegal operation and will be shut down.
Paul: That's Albuquerque over there. And that road leads to Santa Fe, northeast. And the river is over there...
Kathy: Paul, where are we exactly?
Crow T. Robot: I'm telling you. What do you want? Longitude and latitude?
Johnny Longbow: PAUL is not PAUL ANYMORE!
Crow T. Robot: He's SUPER-PAUL!
Paul: I guess I blacked out...
Mike Nelson: Uh... excuse me, you *African American*-ed out...
Paul: We could go back to my place.
Kathy: Your place?
Paul: My place.
Crow T. Robot: [Lightning flashes, as God] NOT HIS PLACE, FORNICATORS.
[after the woman suggests treating Paul's injury with antiseptic]
Paul: [enthusiastic] We can go back to my place. I've got all kinds of antiseptics there!
Tom Servo: Dozens, no, *hundreds* of antiseptics!
Woman: Your place?
Mike Nelson: I call it "Antiseptic Manor."