- Carla Headlee: Most of the time you're in a fantasy world, Rupert.
- Rupert Marshetta: Most of the time, you're stoned.
- Carla Headlee: I got my reasons.
- Rupert Marshetta: Name twelve.
- Gary Marshetta: When you get drafted, you have to see a shrink, right? Well, I remember one of the questions he asked me was, uh, sitting on a beach, in the water there are two people drowning. Now, one of them has a cure for cancer. The other is your own son. Which one would you save? How would you answer that question, Rupert? Take your time.
- Rupert Marshetta: Guy with the cure for cancer.
- Gary Marshetta: Well, think for a second, will you? Your own flesh and blood.
- Rupert Marshetta: But what if I saved my son and he grew up and got cancer?
- Gary Marshetta: Can't just say he's going to get cancer.
- Rupert Marshetta: You said he was drowning.
- Gary Marshetta: God damn it, that's different!
- Rupert Marshetta: Why? The probability of getting cancer must be ten times greater than the probability of drowning. And if you throw in the probability of two people drowning in the same place at the same time... Wow!
- Gary Marshetta: "You know those things are damn near indestructable. Come nuclear holocaust, there will be two things left in this world... cockroaches, and god damned portable shithouses!"
- Gary Marshetta: Your oldest son is half an hour late.
- Pam Marshetta: He was three weeks late being born.
- Gary Marshetta: I didn't think it was funny then, either.
- Leslie: Rupert Marshetta, where have you been all year?
- Rupert: The Bahamas, what does it look like?
- Leslie: Well, you can't come in here unless you're dressed from Dallas or Dynasty.