Cliff: Yeah, well, with the recent strides in genetic engineering, I mean, we'll soon be faced with the possibility of producing enormous farm animals to feed the hungry millions. Now, imagine one cow to feed a city, one egg making an omelette for an entire whole family. Yeah, I mean with the advances we're making, the future is limitless.
Victor: So is his mouth. Doesn't he ever shut up?
Coach: Who?
Victor: Gabby, the wonder boob.
Cliff: Is that humorous appellation supposed to refer to me there, friend?
Victor: Yeah. Do you realize your lips have been flapping for over an hour? Give it a rest, pal, and give us a break.
Cliff: Ah, doesn't seem fair now, Norm, does it?
Norm: What?
Cliff: That I have so much knowledge and there are people in the world who have to go to bed stupid every night.
Victor: Watch your step, pal.