Furry Vengeance2010

Dan:
Hello, sir.

Lyman:
Dan, Neil Lyman. Listen, our plane got in about 15 minutes early. I was thinking about scouting the site.

Dan:
[gasps] Oh, jeez!

Lyman:
How's everything on your end?

Dan:
[screams] Hot! Hot! Oh, come on! Okay, little buddy, come on, move along. Move it! [honks] All right. Hey! Come on, shoo. Beat it. Go on, beat it. Scat. Go. I'm late for work. Thank you. Come on! All right, what is your... Rabies! You wanna play games? Let's play games. [honks] [engine revs] All right. You asked for it. I'll do it. Don't think I won't. Mr. Lyman?

Lyman:
Dan, if this is some kind of stall tactic, I'm not finding it very clever.

Dan:
That's because there's a very good reason... [exclaims] Miley Cyrus! [brakes screech] [grunts] [exclaims] Seriously? [softly] Please. Come on, please, one. Just one bar. Two bar, three bar. Good. Mr. Lyman?

Lyman:
Sanders, do you like working for me?

Dan:
Yes, sir. I'm just... I'll call you back!

Lyman:
I'm stuck on this plane, and I'm very hungry. I want a veggie burrito, hold the guacamole, no cilantro. I repeat... Are you taking this down?