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| - :[Stan and Hayley are dancing at the wedding reception]
:Stan: Hayley, I just want you to know, everything I did, I did because I wanted to make you happy.
:Hayley: I am happy, Dad. I'm not just gaining a husband. I'm losing a father.
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:Klaus: I think you only talk to me when there's no one else to turn to. I think that you don't really care what I think and you just need to hear yourself talk. I think you're a selfish bastard and think you can go to Hell.
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:[Stan aims a shotgun at Hayley.]
:Stan: Hayley, don't make me have to...[she quickly snatches the shotgun from him and aims it at him; lovingly and quickly speaking]...spare your life because you're a part of the family!
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:Roger: My name is Braff Zacklin. I was an international race car driver. One day, a baby carriage rolled out onto the track so I swerved into the retaining wall to avoid it. The car burst into flames, but the baby miraculously survived ... I was that baby.
:Steve: That doesn't make any sense.
:Roger: I'M BRAFF ZACKLIN!!!
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:Steve: Nobody's going anywhere! Something about this "angel" stinks to high heaven!
:Roger: [gasps] Very nice!
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:Steve: You almost got away with it, but nothing gets past Wheels, especially not people walking behind me in a narrow hallway. My first clue that something was amiss was when Angel asked me...
:[Flashback to a few seconds ago]
:Angel: You gonna finish that?
:Steve: [voiceover] At that moment, I thought to myself...
:Steve: Wait a minute. What kind of angel eats devil's food cake?
:[Flashback ends]
:Steve: She's no angel! [pulls the wings off Angel] She's a fraud!
:Roger: [clapping slowly] Congratulations. You cracked the case... [gets out of his wheelchair] "Wheels."
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:Stan: Who's the talking fish?
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