- Ben Tennyson: Look at this place.
- Kevin Levin: Sure. These farmers must be rolling in...
- Gwen Tennyson: Kevin.
- Kevin Levin: I was gonna say "dough!"
- Mayor Coleman: Ya didn't see any aliens. It was swamp gas.
- [the Mayor laughs]
- Gwen Tennyson: Please.
- Mayor Coleman: Mass hysteria? Weather balloons?
- Kevin Levin: Save it. We're Plumbers.
- Orb: My name is Orb. My mom and dad told me that if I ever got into any trouble on Earth, I should call Max Tennyson.
- Gwen Tennyson: Good advice.
- Kevin Levin: I've seen a lot of strange and messed up things.
- Ben Tennyson: How does THIS rank?
- Kevin Levin: It's up there.
- Ben Tennyson: I don't know. It seems pretty laid back for Spring Break.
- Mayor Coleman: Okay, you got us. Every seventeen years, we make some popcorn, then shovel up the gold. Our entire economy's based on alien...
- Kevin Levin: [Kevin coughs and speaks] Poop.
- Gwen Tennyson: Wrong on so many levels.
- Gwen Tennyson: Kevin, are you avoiding me?
- Kevin Levin: Nah. I just love hanging out with your cousin.
- Orb: My people CAN'T eat meat or we revert into our primal form - a mindless monster.
- Gwen Tennyson: Can we change him back?
- Orb: Don't have to. He'll only stay in that form as long as he keeps eating.
- Big Chill: So... good news.
- Kevin Levin: [dubiously] Sure. Give us the rest of it.
- Orb: The thing is, this form is only the beginning. He's going to consume all the meat he can find. Then when he's enriched enough fissionable material, he's going to reproduce.
- Big Chill: Meaning...
- Orb: He's going to split in a hundred identical copies. Then they'll go off and eat everything THEY can find.
- Big Chill: How many times can he do that?
- Orb: Ever wonder what happened to Mars? It used to be called "the Popcorn Planet."
- Orb: Gold is what happens when we eat popcorn. In that form, his waste is uranium 1412.
- Kevin Levin: Unstable radioactive poop?
- Orb: Yes, so whatever you do, don't step in the uranium!
- Kevin Levin: [handing Gwen a pendant] Here. This is from...
- Gwen Tennyson: ...that day at the pier.
- Kevin Levin: Wanted you to have something to remember me... the way I used to be.
- Gwen Tennyson: Kevin, you know I don't care what you look like.
- Kevin Levin: Maybe not, but I do.