Jill: Wait, wait! Watch out! Watch out! That's chains! What could it be? [gasps] It's Nanastein!
Tim: Mother-in-law from beyond the grave. [coughs] I seem to have hocked up a little maggot.
All: Ew.
Tim: Now I want to kiss a little kid. Come here! [kids scream]
Danny: This is pathetic. You're in a dress. Your son's a doll. And your wife's a radish.
Jill: Hey, I'm a carrot. Learn your vegetables.