- [last lines]
- Stan Smith: Man, I'm getting hungry. Hey, let's go dig up your mother so she can make us breakfast!
- Barry: Thanks for driving me home, Mr. Smith. We're going faster than people.
- Stan Smith: Quiet, fatty fat-fat fatty!
- Stan Smith: Hey, Donny, tell my son about the guy who tried to sneak a lipstick camera past the XR-21.
- Donny: [reluctantly] I accidentally shot him.
- Stan Smith: Yeah you did! It's called "justice," and it was hilarious!
- Stan Smith: Oh, you're off the hook, Steve. I know you never bought into the whole Nicaraguans-Russians-and-Cubans-invading-Colorado thing. Besides, I've got Barry now. I don't need you... per se.
- Steve Smith: You don't need me?
- Stan Smith: Per se, Steve. Geez, doesn't anyone appreciate Latin anymore?
- Barry: Hey, Steve. Somebody left this on your front porch.
- [gives Steve the doormat]
- Stan Smith: Great, it's the fat one.
- Steve Smith: That's a doormat, Barry.
- Barry: Who's Matt Barry?
- Stan Smith: God, I hate you so much!
- Steve Smith: Mom, can Barry stay for dinner?
- Francine Smith: If it's okay with his parents.
- Barry: Oh, they won't care. They never care.
- Stan Smith: Good people. My kind of people.
- [Barry's watch beeps]
- Barry: Oh, time to take my vitamin. May I have a glass of water?
- Stan Smith: Fatty can use the garden hose!
- Stan Smith: Steve, do you still want to go to the Franklin Mint this weekend? The new Clara Peller commemorative plates are in. "Where's the beef?"
- [laughs]
- Stan Smith: Good question. Where was that beef? Nobody knew.
- Steve Smith: Oh, my God! The Franklin Mint? Yeah, I'd rather die
- [Barry's watch beeps]
- Barry: Time for my vitamin!
- [Realizes he ran out of them]
- Barry: I should run home and get more.
- Stan Smith: You don't need those. Your little candy pills won't make you live forever, will they?
- [seriously]
- Stan Smith: Will they?
- Steve Smith: Hey, that's my dad's Tara Reid collector's plate. You can't touch that! You know how much that'll be worth in a few months when she's dead?
- Barry: [after farting on Steve who he orders to sleep under his own bed] That should be with you momentarily.