Peter Dante credited as playing...
Peter
- John: Hey, by the way, Nicky, check this out, what's Ozzy tryin' to say there?
- Nicky: John, absolutely nothing, the blizzard always came straight with his messages, but wrap your minds around this, gentlemen.
- [Pulls out a Chicago album]
- Nicky: Chicago!
- Todd: I love this song.
- Voice Of The Demons: I command you in the name of Lucifer to spread the blood of the innocent!
- Peter: Oh my God, Chicago kicks ass!
- Peter: Drink up. Here's to fifty million clams.
- Adrian: To the defilement of Earth and the corruption of its people.
- Peter: Okay. Whatever. Just drink it.
- Adrian: It's awfully hot down here. How do you manage to stay so cool?
- John: Uh, beer lowers the body temperature. I read that in a beer magazine.
- Adrian: This liquid would probably quench my thirst, cool me off.
- Peter: Definitely.
- John: It'll give you a pretty good buzz.
- Adrian: Or maybe it will trap me inside for all of eternity.
- John: Uh... No, it won't.
- Nicky: [deleted scene; Nicky takes the microphone] Listen up, New York! Your souls are in great danger!
- Fan: I hate you!
- [He throws a hot dog at Nicky]
- John: If anyone else throws a hot dog, I'll break their necks!
- Peter: Right.
- Nicky: Okay, how about this? I get one more shot. The ref can cover me. If I miss it, the Globetrotters have to forfeit. But if I make it, this guy doesn't ref the second half and we all start conducting ourselves as decent human beings again.
- [the crowd is silent]
- Nicky: And we get free pizza!
- [the crowd roars in joy]
- Bill Walton: I think it's safe to say we're already rooting for a bizarre and hideous looking man.
- [he grabs an elder woman's wig to cover his burnt hair]
- John, Peter: Nicky, Nicky, Nicky!
- [the crowd joins their chanting]
- Whitey the Referee: Whoop-dee-doo.