- Peter: [as the rigged blimp carrying the muscle man floats away] Well, there he goes.
- Davy: Yeah, where's that uh der-uh... der-uh blimp headed for?
- Peter: [almost comically] Bayonne, New Jersey.
- Davy: Bayon-Bayonne, New Jer-? You know, I used to have a girlfriend in Bayonne, New Jersey.
- Peter: Anything like the Secaucus girls?
- Davy: [nonchalantly] No, I don't know, her name was MaryAnn.
- Shah-Ku: It is truly written that the coward dies a thousand deaths. A brave man, only five hundred or so.
- Davy: Shall we kill him now, or later?
- Mister Shneider: Does hunger justify murder?
- Davy: Oh, man, they'd never convict you if they tasted that.