Beldar Conehead:
An owner's manual to a Ford Lincoln Mercury Sable.
Highmaster:
Ford Lincoln Mercury Sable?
Beldar Conehead:
A personal conveyance named after its inventor, an assassinated ruler, a character from Greco-Roman myth and a small furry mammal.
Highmaster:
Ah.
[Connie gulps down an entire sub sandwich]
Ronnie:
[impressed] Wow! My Mom's the only other woman I know who can eat a sub like that!
Connie:
[pointing at Ronnie's sub] You going to finish that?
[Beldar tears open the roof to Ronnie's car.]
Ronnie:
H-hi, Mr. Conehead.
Beldar Conehead:
I find you unacceptable!
Ronnie:
Yes, sir.
Beldar Conehead:
If I did not fear incarceration of human authority figures I bring pressure to your blunt skull and cause it to collapse!
Ronnie:
Th-thank you.
Beldar Conehead:
When my people come to colonize this planet, you will be on the protected rolls, and no harm will come to you.
Gladys Johnson, Driving Student:
You are wise. But there is a sadness to your wisdom.
Beldar: (Singing) Sometimes I feel like I got to..eh eh, Get away.