American Dad!2005

Steve Smith:
Sorry my... um... war veteran uncle here blew up your car

Mitch:
No matter. A car is merely a means of transporting pizzas. Thankfully the pizzas survived, for they contain the dough of life

Roger the Alien:
[Pretending to wake up] Um, I'm sorry... I drifted off. Are you on Thorazine? What the hell? I mean, wha - what year is it? Who's president?

Steve Smith:
Roger! Mitch, if you can't finish your route, won't you lose your job?

Mitch:
Perhaps. For lo, when a pie reaches not its destination, a trust is broken forever

Roger the Alien:
Yeah... Look, Kung Fu, I prefer my crazy in my bread. [starts to eat a corn dog]