- Mark Gordon: [after God drenches Mark and the cigarette he attempted to light up] Y'know, He must really care about me, the way He worries about me.
- Jonathan Smith: Could be.
- Mark Gordon: What do you mean, "could be"? Why else would He put my cigarette out like that?
- Jonathan Smith: Well, maybe He's not so anxious to have you up there.
- Mark Gordon: [to Jonathan] You ever think about settling down in one place? Y'know, and getting married and enjoying the flitter-flutter of little wings around the house?