Randy: What did the moron have for breakfast.
Tim: I don't know.
Randy: This morning you had scrambled eggs and toast.

Tim: Why are you walking backwords? YOu could hurt yourself.
Mark: Better than getting my blood sucked out.
Tim: He's got a good point there.

Tim: It's time for the master tormentor to take over.

Photographer: Are you an usher?
Wilson: Do you think I would buy this suit.

Brad: Mom you know the rule. Can't go to the mall before you finish your homework.

Girl playing Juliet: Thanks a lot Randy, I thought I was going to be in a play not a salad.

Tim: Nice hat. You drive over or fly over?

Tim: What are you doing?
Al: I'm just doing a little raping in the hood.

Waiter: Two waters. Big tip coming my way tonight.

Waiter: Ah...never a dull moment at table seven.

Mark: Whoa. This place is disgusting. I like it.

Tim: Easy to use, fun to say.

Tim: Hey don't you use fancy words with me. It's called a bus.

Tim: Did he just call me a dinosaur?

Tim: Look honey, I'm a peacock. I'm spreading my wings for you.

Lady: All you showbiz people are sick.

(Brad getting news on a scholorship)
Tim: University of North Carolina, that's not in Michigan.

Lauren: Hey is Randy here?
Tim: For the love of Mike, I knew we forgot something.

Jill: Do you think the kids are getting weirder?
Tim: I don't think they're weird. They've passed the weird stage to frightening.

Marty: Wish me luck.
Tim: You don't need luck, your a Taylor.
Jill: That's right. You need directions.

Tim: I'm addicted to cars.
Jill: Well duh.
Tim: I'm thinking about checking into the Henry Ford clinic.

Tim: Cause I'm taking your mom out to a nice dinner.
Randy: What did you do now?

Tim: Whatever you and Art are doing - I don't want to know - I'm happy for you.

Host: Bonjorno.
Tim: No, Taylor. Tim Taylor.