Soul Quest Overdrive2011

[Mick tries to catch a rat by using cheese as bait]

Mick:
He's gonna get it.

[as Bert loads up his gun]

Tammy:
BERT!

Rat:
[rat noises] "He's got a gun"! [teleports]

Tammy:
Check out all these awesome african babies.

Mick:
Bloody bastard on a cross. You got to be right batty to waste your quid on something like that.

Tammy:
Why, they must be practically giving them away. We need one. Can we get one? Please?

Bert:
Are you insane? It'll ruin our life. Come on. There are things I need to do. [pops off a couple rounds with his gun in the sky]

Tammy:
But reading this article made me lactate.

Mick:
Cheers to that. Baby has to line up behind me first.

Mortimer:
Tammy, babies are a huge responsibility. You have to take care of them.

Bert:
Whoa, whoa, whoa. [loads up his gun] Are you saying I'm poor?

Mortimer:
No, no, no, no, Bert. No.

Bert:
Fine. Call the african baby broker right now.

Tammy:
Oh, thank you, Bert!

Mick:
Aye, do that. She'll take one look at this dump and haul ass out of here like she's on fire.