(..) Well, he's no Prince Charming, but they do look... Happy now? We came. We saw them. Now let's go before they light the torches. - They're my parents. - Hello? They locked you in a tower. That was for my own... Good! Here's our chance. Let's go back inside and pretend we're not home. (..)

(..) Any thought you have, I own it, so basically, I own you. I don't think you can own someone. That was, like, a while ago, even in Texas. All right. Bring the torch over and help me with the pulley arm. I think the shrapnel took out its power core. Oh, and, Tessa, you see this? Would an alien killing (..)

(..) Come on. And get the bakhala, please. Hey, Phil, what about my dad's car? I'm sure Doug has it. We'll get it back. Then I vote we torch the cop car and all the shit with it. Torch it? Who are you? I don't know, Phil. Apparently I'm a guy who married a complete strangers. This whole situation (..)