Danny Maccabee: Ooh, the Mafia stare down. Very good, Michael. We're here to negotiate. Do you have anything else you might like?
Michael: I want a flying pony.
Danny Maccabee: I want a flying pony, too, but they don't exist.
Michael: Then I want a regular pony. And I want to name him Nelson.
Danny Maccabee: How about a PlayStation 3 and we name him Nelson?
Michael: Keep talking.
Danny Maccabee: We'll include 4 video games.
Michael: Five games. I want the meeting with Blondie to be at J.D. McFunnigan's?
Danny Maccabee: How about Charlie Choo-Choos because it's right down the
street from me?
Michael: You mention that slop-hole again, and I walk.
Danny Maccabee: I need you to swim to Uncle Eddie. If you get to him without touching the bottom, we'll give you a dolphin cookie.
Maggie: Is that what your grandpa gave you?
Danny Maccabee: No, grandpa gave us something he'd call a Heineken.
Michael: I want one of those.
Danny
Maccabee: No. Stick with the dolphin cookie.
Eddie: Yeah, they hurt less when they get thrown at your head. God, he was a sick man.
Palmer: So Bart, if you could be anyone else, who would it be?
Michael: Mr. Dechesray.
Maggie: Our mailman?
Michael: He just seems to have it all figured out.
Eddie: Katherine, I can't go. Okay?
Katherine: Why?
Eddie: Because I texted a picture of my new equipment to my ex-girlfriend.
Katherine: Oh, you're disgusting.
Eddie: And I forgot she's engaged to a UFC fighter. He wants to punch me in the face.
Katherine: I
wanna punch you in the face.