Corey Johnson credited as playing...
Daniels
- Mr. Daniels: I'm going downstairs, get me a drink. You want something?
- Mr. Henderson: Yeah. Yeah, get me a glass of bourbon.
- Mr. Daniels: Alright.
- Mr. Henderson: A-And a shot of bourbon.
- Mr. Daniels: Yeah, okay, okay.
- Mr. Henderson: And a bourbon chaser!
- Mr. Daniels: Yeah, yeah, I'll get your damn bourbon.
- Rick: [to Mr. Henderson] This door doesn't open. She doesn't come out, and no one goes in, right?
- Mr. Henderson: Right.
- Rick: [to Mr. Daniels] Right?
- Mr. Daniels: Right.
- Evelyn: [locked in the bedroom] O'Connell! Jonathan!
- Rick: Let's go, Jonathan.
- Jonathan: Oh, uh, I thought I could just stay at the fort and, uh, reconnoiter.
- Rick: Now!
- Jonathan: Yeah. Right. We're just gonna rescue the... Egyptologist.
- Evelyn: We must stop him from regenerating. Who opened that chest?
- Mr. Henderson: Well, there was me, and Daniels here. Oh, and Burns, of course.
- Mr. Daniels: And that Egyptologist feller.
- Rick: What about my buddy, Beni?
- Mr. Daniels: Nah, he scrammed out of there 'fore we opened the damn thing.
- Mr. Henderson: Yeah. He was the smart one.
- Rick: Well, yeah, that sounds like Beni.
- Mr. Henderson: [when Hamunaptra is revealed in the morning] Will you look at that?
- Mr. Daniels: Can you believe it?
- Mr. Burns: Hamunaptra.
- Rick: Here we go again.
- Beni: [from deleted scene] It is three days down the Nile, then two days by camel, Barat'm.
- Mr. Daniels: All the money we're payin' you, there better be something under that sand.
- Mr. Henderson: Hamunaptra, Daniels. That's all you gotta keep telling yourself. Hamunaptra.
- Mr. Burns: We're gonna find it, boys, and we're gonna make history.
- Mr. Henderson: And get rich doin' it.
- Dr. Allen Chamberlain: [to native workers loading equipment into the riverboat] Let's load it up! Let's load it up! Everything's in order, gentlemen.
- Mr. Burns: Thank you, Doctor.
- Mr. Henderson: [after finding the sacred jars] Say, O'Connell, what do you think these babies'll fetch back home?
- Mr. Burns: We hear you boys found yourselves a nice, gooey mummy. Well, congratulations.
- Mr. Daniels: You know, if you dry that fellow out, you might be able to sell him for firewood.