Kahuna:
So it's true what they say, there is nothing good on TV.
Kahuna:
Why don't you try picking on someone half your size?
Tascha:
Who the heck are you?
Kahuna:
Your worst enemy, a small fry with a big attitude.
Stan Bobbins:
We'll become the McDonalds of babies.
Jean Bobbins:
[sarcastic] Great, we'll be known as McBaby.
Kahuna:
Switch the mind control message to freedom control, they don't have to sit around watching TV all day.
Crowe:
Don't you worry, little baby, I'll feed you, I'll take care of you, I'll even change your diaper.
Bill Biscane:
I'm warning you, Crowe, I'm Bill Biscane and if you touch my diapers you're fired.
Bill Biscane:
Kahuna? Kahuna is here! Suddenly I'm feeling weak.
Tascha:
Then sit down.
Crowe:
Oh, sir...
Bill Biscane:
Get me something!
Crowe:
What can I get you, sir?
Bill Biscane:
A soda pop.
Crowe:
Diet or regular?
Bill Biscane:
What's the difference?
[to Tascha]
Bill Biscane:
Feel my head. Is it hot? Is it cold? Tell me the truth.
Tascha:
It's perfectly normal.
Bill Biscane:
Normal? What do you know? You are not a real doctor... where's my soda pop?
[gets his soda pop with an umbrella]
Bill Biscane:
Give me my globe. I don't want this umbrella.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
