THE SAGE: Hej, Bird & Buffalo!
BIRD & BUFFALO: Huh?
THE SAGE: God morgan.
BUFFALO: Deffo not German.
THE SAGE: Hur gar det?
BIRD: Whoor gar what?
BUFFALO: English, bitte.
BIRD: Ja. Bitte.
THE SAGE: When the river is flowing, follow the boat.
BIRD: Omigod. He's off again.
BUFFALO: Think he's been on the Benadryl again?
BIRD: That or the anti-freeze.
THE SAGE: When the bell tolls, it tolls for thee.
BIRD: Nope. Didn't get that one.
BUFFALO: Me neither. What's he goin' on about, Fifi?
FIFI: Intraspecies fornication's not for me!
I'm as red-blooded a homo sapiens as can be!
Yet for first-rate woo-woo-woo
And superior kootchy-koo
Nothing beats a frisky fraulein with a goatee.
BIRD: Not you too?
BUFFALO: Totally ga-ga.
SPARKY: They're out there, man. The Charlie's everywhere.
BUFFALO: It's a friggin' madhouse. Lemme out.
DOTTY: Now THAT'S funny!
BIRD: Help! Geschnellen!
THE SAGE: Ha det sa bra!
BUFFALO: Wot bra?
FIFI: He's saying have a nice day. Tra-la-la-la-la-la-lee. Gimme the goatee, gimme the goatee.
BIRD: I want my mommy.
BUFFALO: I want my head doc.
BIRD: Film at eleven.
BUFFALO: Ge-arf, arf!