Cleo: I wonder where Hector, Wordsworth and Mungo went.
Riff Raff: Beats me. Oh well, at least for a little while they won't be under foot.
Hector: You're stepping on my face!
[Hector, Wordsworth and Mungo are laying on the ground flattened]
Cleo: These guys are like chewing gum on the bottom of your shoe.
Riff Raff: Yeah, I guess we're stuck with them.
Snooty Cat: I know Judo.
Riff Raff: Then maybe he can visit you in the hospital.
Cleo: At least your heart is in the right place, Mungo.
Riff Raff: Now if we could just find your brains.
Heathcliff: How many push-ups do I gotta do?
Hector: Oh, not too many. A thousand.
Heathcliff: A thousand?
Hector: Don't worry, none of us can count. Ha ha ha ha.
Heathcliff: How far do I gotta run?
Hector: Oh, nothing hard. Ten miles.
Heathcliff: Ten miles?
Hector: Don't worry, just run five miles and then come back. Ha ha ha.