- [In a chicken restaurant]
- Shabby Guy: I want my slaw!
- Eric: You have your slaw, sir!
- Shabby Guy: I want my slaw!
- Eric: You have your slaw, sir!
- Shabby Guy: I WANT MY SLAW!
- Eric: You have your slaw, sir!
- Zim: Hey, what are you?
- Blob: [in a melancholy tone] I don't even know anymore. They fused me so many times. Everyone else just escapes, but I'm so unhappy now, so DISGUSTING.
- [points to Minimoose glued to his/her forehead]
- Blob: What's that thing?
- Blob: [Zim has already left through an air vent] If only I had arms or a leg or... YES, someone to help me escape... Would you please help me?... Hello? Hello?
- [utters a sigh and a little sob, sad music playing]