Bolbi: Bobli, not wearing underpants.
April: I don't understand, Jimmy. Is this pale, homely female your mate?
Cindy: Ew! Homely?!
Jimmy: But General A, it's a message to us from space! I'm on the verge of translating it!
General Abercrombie: I don't care if you're gonna dress it up and take it slow dancing! It's strange and unfamiliar, so we have to destroy it!
Cindy: You want a piece of me, girlfriend?!
April: I thought you'd never ask!
(Cindy and April start fighting)
Sheen: (running over) Catfight! Catfight!
Jimmy: Cindy, April, stop!
Sheen: Are you out of your mind, dude?!? I dream about girls fighting over me every night! ... That, and swimming in a vat of pudding....
Sheen: Well, you know what they say, dude. You can fool all the people some of the times, but you can't fool the time and the people that leap and strut--forget it! DANG!
Sheen: Yeah, I'll be honest with ya. This is a man's planet. Like I was sayin' to my chicky babe Libby earlier ... "Cupcake," I said, "just sit back and let your big strong hunk of man take care of you, all right?"
Libby: That's it! Stop the cameras! And you (grabs Sheen by the ear) you're coming with me.
Sheen: Let me go. I'm delicate.
Bolbi: Bolbi worship space rock...Bolbi spiritual...