Dick: Oh, we shouldn't have had that steak.
Sally: Well, I think we covered all the deadly sins.
Tommy: No. No, actually, there's another one.
Dick: Well, I'm too much of a sloth to think of it.
Harry: Whoa, wait. That's it.
Dick: What, sloth?
Harry: No. Thinking.

Tommy: This ice cream's delicious.
Harry: Actually, it's "sinfully delicious." I would gladly go to hell for a pint of this.
Sally: Wait a minute. So you're trying to tell me that eating a pint of that and killing a guy are equally bad?
Dick: No. Actually, there are different kinds of sin. Some are innocent and others quite deadly.
Tommy: Oh, yeah, yeah. Yeah, the seven deadly sins. I learned about them at school.
Harry: Ah, yes. Sleepy, Happy, Dopey, and Murder.

Harry: So what's for dessert?
Sally: Well, uh, there's still steak.
Dick: You didn't have enough to eat?
Harry: I can never eat enough.
Dick: The question was rhetorical, Harry. Bring on the steak!
Tommy: But you guys might be committing the most deadly of all sins: gluttony.
Dick: Ah, perhaps, but it is also the most diabolically delicious.