Sally: Sir, you're right. I can't let you rot in this box. I've got to get you out of here. Come on, guys. Blood is thicker than water.
Tommy: It is?
Sally: I think.
Harry: Well, it's not as thick as peanut butter.
Sally: You know, it's a pretty thick substance.
Tommy: Chunky peanut butter? [overlapping chatter]
Dick: Get me out of here!