Dougy: Solomon, you're supposed to ask him if he wants a fried apple pie with that.
Dick: But Dougy, I can't. I mean, just look at him. The Rusty burger alone is enough to give him a coronary. The fried pie will be the death blow!
Don: Look, I didn't go to hamburger college to take crap from you.
Dick: Hamburger college. They're not by chance looking for a physics professor, are they?
Don: It's a hamburger school!
Dick: Once again, I find myself at the mercy of someone I wouldn't let pick my nose. I'm the most qualified. I'm the smartest. I should be running Rusty's!
Don: That's it. You're off register. Report immediately to the drive-thru window.
Dick: Demoted? Dougy, no!