Danny: You ever play football?
Kenny: No
Danny: Do you like football?
Kenny: No
Danny: Do you want to play football?
Kenny: No.
Danny: Great you can be on ourteam.

Danny: State police? Oh, thank God. This is Thelma May Rogers, I'm 86 years old. I live in Urbania. There are two men down by the bridge spying on some kids.
(Kenny crys into the phone.)
Danny: We're all so upset. I don't think it's right for men their age to be parading around in their underwear.
Kenny: Please Hurry.
(hangs up)
Danny: Nice going.
Kenny: Yeah.

Football Player: Remember, football is 80% mental, and 40% physical.
Zolteck: What?

Team: Giants! Giants!
Rad Tad: Help us God!

Announcer: Someone's holding about a pound of Aunt Betty's nut butter, right now.

Zolteck: That's it, I'm leaving the country. I'm moving to New Mexico.

Danny: This whole town may love you, but I'm the only one who knows how truly sick you are.
Kevin: I treated you like a prince.
Danny: You ignored me.
Kevin: I took you to see the Cleveland Indians.
Danny: You left me at the stadium.