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.