Tallahassee: [dispensing some fatherly advice] Don't do nothin' I wouldn't not do... You get what I'm saying.
Little Rock: Not really, no.
Little Rock: Wait, why does he get to be president?
Tallahassee: Well I think would have made a damn fine president. Kissed a few hands, shook a few babies.
Wichita: You would have brought real dignity to the office.
Tallahassee: Thank you.
Wichita: You don't have what it takes. I'll be
president. And I nominate Little Rock as my VP.
Little Rock: So that means I get to be president if you get killed by zombies.
Columbus: Well, the only reason we've survived the last several years is we've gotten to know our bloodthirsty enemies better than we know ourselves. In the time since we last saw you, zombies have evolved, so we've given them different names. This lady here is getting chased by the dumbest Z there is, what we call a Homer. In a world without YouTube, who isn't entertained by a
Homer?