Rodge: This jacket looks great.
QM Blackwood: Yea, it does, ya diva.
Cliff: You got that thing
I asked for?
QM Blackwood: Right here, buddy.
Cliff: Wow.
Rodge: Yea, that's a lot of acid.
Cliff: What are we gonna do with all this?
QM Blackwood: Put it in your coffee, like me. You'll have a great time.
Several Hours Later...Melbourne: Hey Shep.
Melbourne: You may wanna check out the kitchen before MacBeth does.
Rodge: So then, Mr. Stinky Spunkrag Sock, says to Mr. Lefty Sock, 'Why don't you sod off?'
Captain Shepard: What the hell's going on here?
Cliff and Rodge: Puppet show.
Rodge: To which Mr. Lefty Sock replies 'Oh yea?' well I...
Captain Shepard: Fairbane don't you finish that senten-
Rodge: ...rogered your wife, Mrs. Mittens.
Captain Shepard: Crimony.
Cliff: You, know you look a little different.
Cliff: It's probably the trunk, like an elephant, or a phallic symbol.
Captain Shepard: WHAT!?!?
Rodge: He doesn't have a trunk, although he is scarier than usual.
Rodge: Like something ripped his face up good. I may be having a bad trip.
Captain Shepard: AAAARRRRGHGHG!!! YOU BLOKES ARE NOT MAKING IT EASY!!!!