I suppose I’ll have to clean up Freddy’s brains; I hate to leave a mess for the home owners. Hand me that plastic bag; I need to put it over his head to keep him from leaking. Oh, relax, Freddy; I’ll tear an airhole for you.” - Mercer

“What’s burning?”“Your brain.”

“Eve: "We nearly got killed over ice cream." Shane: "Another thing I don't want …”

“It took hours, but all of a sudden as she was drawing the plug-in for a vacuum …”

“Now could you please ask these idiots to stop pointing their bullets at me? It'…”