The men cornered by dermatologist Christopher B. Harmon, M.D. coming out of the bathroom: "Aw, shit. What did this guy see? I'd better make something up about moisterizing."
A child attacked by monkeys: "I think I bet on the wrong horse here. So who should I worship now, Oz?"
A National Guard pilot who dreamed of better: "Keep me out of college, will you? Take THAT, Mrs. Waxler!"
This baby: "Is her career over yet or what?"
The friends of the beavers in this story: "Those Johnsons have such a gaudy house. What show-offs."
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