SL4: You scandalous, maggoty dirtbag! It only took you three seconds to sell out after Arturo did!

Remmy: "Hey, once a secret's out, it's out."

HTWD: Yeah, no problem. Once you've sold your soul to Elizabeth Hurley, it's sold.

Remmy: "It's not like I'm the only one."

TBH: I KNOW that you're not the only dirtbag in the world. But you're my friend! How could you do this?? Or do you mean ... WADE!!!

<Quinn looks at Wade, who looks sheepish.>

SL4: Oh, wait a minute, let me get my hip length boots on, I'll be right back.

Wade: "Newsweek magazine's sort of serializing my diary."

HTWD: Oh, so that means you're only sort of a maggot?

Wade: "What was I supposed to do? It's over a million dollars Quinn..."

TBH: You scumba- ... WHOA! A mil- ... a m- ... million ...... sweetheart! Darling, sorry about that maggot foolishness. Let's put that behind us and PAR-TAY!

Wade: "I even get to retain ancillary rights."

SL4: I don't know what that means. Let's talk some more about the million dollars, love of my life.

<Quinn rises.>

Remmy: "Where are you going, man?"

HTWD: I'm going to order the largest shrimp scampi the world has ever seen. Can I borrow a couple thou, Wade?

Quinn: "I'm calling the professor, this is getting out of hand."

TBH: <mimicking Quinn> : If that shrill store clerk got a million, then I'll bet Arturo got TEN million. Woo Hoo!!

<As Quinn leaves, Wade gives Remmy a look and pushes him for snitching>

SL4: See if I buy you that car now, snitch!

Quinn <standing at payphone> : "It's Quinn Mallory. I need to talk to Professor Arturo."

TBH: <mimicking Vonbaeck> : I'm sorry but he only takes calls from people he betrays on the second Tuesday of every week. Try back then.

Vonbaeck: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mallory, Professor Arturo is not in the office."

HTWD: He's cowering in his closet, but technically that's not being in his office.

Quinn <absently as he notices a Super Bowl poster on the wall next to the phone.> : "Thanks."

SL4: Show me that poster! This would be the fun part of traveling to other worlds. Maybe I could find one where my COLTS could win a Super Bowl more than once every 30 smegging years!

Quinn <coming up to the others with the poster> : "Guys! We're not home!"

HTWD: Of course not, we're in a bar. Have you taken your medication today?

Remmy: "What?"

TBH: HE SAID TAKE A SMEGGING SINGING LESSON!!! Are you deaf?

Quinn: "Take a look at the poster, Rembrandt."

SL4: A Battlefield Earth Poster. John looks like a almsman. So?

Wade: "A Super Bowl poster. So what?"

SL4: SO WHAT???????? WE'RE TALKING THE F-ING SUPER BOWL HERE!!! IT IS NEVER "SO WHAT"!!! I DON'T CARE IF THE JETS ARE PLAYING THE GIANTS IT IS NEVER  <gasp for breath>  "SO WHAT" !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Quinn: "The Niners and the Jets. In our world the Dolphins played the Niners in '84."

TBH, SL4, and HTWD: The Jets in the Super Bowl???????? MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!

<They all collapse on the floor in gasping laughter. Half an hour later they finally get up and the Projectionist, cursing, finally starts the film again.>

SL4: The Jets in the Super Bowl???? That's ALL you had to say!!!! We're OBVIOUSLY not home!!!!

Wade: "I don't really follow football."

HTWD: So what? Lebanese farmers transplanted to the MOON know that the Jets have sucked like Kirby vacuum cleaners for the past 3 decades!

Remmy <in the doctor's office> : "What were we supposed to say? Dolphins, Jets ... it was a long time ago."

TBH: Yes, it was. But there are certain things you just know from the moment you're born. Dick Clark has a painting aging in his closet, Mickey Mouse is really a rat who had a species change operation, and the Jets are NEVER going to play in a Super Bowl since Broadway Joe left.

Dr. Whelan: "Did you voice your suspicion?"

SL4: Well, we did so tactfully. But he said he didn't appreciate us saying he was nuttier than a Payday.

Remmy: "Damn right we did. We spent half an hour trying to talk him down..."

HTWD: Then the police came and forcibly removed him from on top of the table.

Remmy: "But he just kept going on and on 'it's not our world; it's not our world.' All because of that one little thing."

TBH: You're just mad because it wasn't something you would pick up on like Little Richard actually having singing talent on this world or something like that.