Jimmy: My first memories are kind of hazy. All I remember is a place with white walls, bright lights, and a gigantic bird. I was there because I was born with no emunities. A single germ could kill me, but when I was four my mom took me home. Beautiful Palmdale, California.

Mrs. Livingston: ...then Rapunzel left her plastic bubble and died. The end.

Mrs. Livingston: ...then Pinoccio came out of his plastic bubble, touched the filthy, little whore next door and died. The end.

Chloe: He asked me to kind of...um..
Jimmy: Go fishing?

Jimmy: This is awesome!

Mrs. Livingston: *to the police* And I'll be praying you get nut cancer!

Mrs. Livingston: "Dear Mr. and Ms. Livingston, we have kidnapped your son. Give us $100,000 dollars or he dies. Signed, the Jews." Are you kidding? ARE YOU KIDDING? Who in their right mind is going to believe this note Morton? THEY'RE THE JEWS. THEY'RE GOING TO WANT MORE THAN $100,000.

Slim: Patches! I could use some stinkin' patches.

Slim: What are you, some kind of Astronaut?
Jimmy: No, I'm some kind of bubble boy.

Human sasquatch: They call me the human sasquatch.
Jimmy: But what's your real name?
Human sasquatch: Umm... Clark.

Dr. Phreak: Mini? Me? I'm not mini.

Kid: Ice Cream! Ice Cream!
Indian kid: Curry!

Pushpop: Look at that. It's an elk, or is it a caribo? or an American Bisson?

Pushpop: Have you ever been comically bitched slapped by a six arm goddess?

Mrs. Livingston: You're not dead, Jimmy.
Jimmy: *wakes up on the floor* I'm not?