Dr. Paul Armstrong: From now on, I'll stick to science, and leave the hunting alien mutants to the experts!
Betty Armstrong: Wher-where am I? What happened?
Dr. Paul Armstrong: It's alright Betty, you were just doing some very stupid things.
Lattis: Kro-Bar, Kro-Bar!
Kro-Bar: What is it, my woman? You need not yell because of my proximity.
Lattis: I yell not from the volume required by great distance but from happy excitement.
Betty Armstrong: I hope the owners don't mind their dishes holding a radioactive meteor.
Dr. Paul Armstrong: Don't eat the meteor by mistake, whatever you do.
Dr. Paul Armstrong: Seriously, we'll clean the dishes before we go.
Skeleton: I cannot wait so long. She-she will help me- the housewively one. Hi, Betty!
Dr. Paul Armstrong: Seriously, Betty, you know what this meteor could mean to science. If we find it, and it's real, it could mean a lot. It could mean actual advances in the field of science.
Betty Armstrong: Moons... teaspoons... that's all gibberish to me I'm afraid.
Dr. Paul Armstrong: Looks like a perfect day for hunting space rocks, wouldn't you say Betty?
Betty Armstrong: Oh Paul, I'm frightened.
Dr. Paul Armstrong: Wh-what is it darling? What's the matter? Tell me?
Betty Armstrong: I don't know. Nothing I can put my finger on. Not something I can see or touch or feel. But something I can't quite see or touch or feel or put my finger on.
Dr. Paul Armstrong: Oh well. Shall we find that meteor?
Skeleton: There is a radioactive element known as Atmospherium. You must find this and bring it to me.
Dr. Roger Fleming: I-I will. I'll find Atmospherium, and bring it to you!
Skeleton: That's what I just suggested. When I am brought back to life, together you and I will rule the world, together.
Dr. Roger Fleming: But-but how? How will I find it?
Skeleton: That is for you to know; that's not my problem. I sleep now.
Dr. Paul Armstrong: I might just be a test-tube-tipping lab jockey who's looked at too many shiny rocks for far too long but something tells me you know more about this than you're letting on.
Ranger Brad: I've seen a bear do things, well... even things that even a bear wouldn't do.
Kro-Bar: Aliens? Us? Is this one of your Earth "jokes"?
Kro-Bar: You know, this talking that we are doing is very helpful in getting to know your people and mine. Why, as we observed you from afar, we thought of you as little more than pleasant entertaining monkeys, so dirty and foul.
Skeleton: You must find the atmosphereum.
Animala: Amish Terrarium. Must find Amish terrarium.
Dr. Paul Armstrong: I don't understand. Why does she need an Amish terrarium?
Betty Armstrong: Don't the Amish live in open air, like us?
Dr. Paul Armstrong: Of course, Betty, it's absurd. Putting the Amish in glass cases would be inhumane.
Kro-Bar: Sorry, sometimes my wife forgets that she is not an alien from outer space.
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