Saboo: If you can’t even handle a little carpet, what are you going to do when we come to The Crunch?
Tony Harrison: Ohhhh, my word, are we back to The Crunch?
Saboo: The Crunch, what are you doing to do.
Tony Harrison: Oh here we fucking go. The Crunch this, The Crunch that, why are you so obsessed with The Crunch?
Saboo: Do you want to know about The Crunch?
Tony Harrison: I do, yes.
Saboo: Because you are going to meet The Crunch a little bit before me my friend! *Slaps Tony off carpet*
Naboo: Listen, Vince. This is Yeti magic. Don’t listen to the hippy nonsense. You’re a punk. Stay punk. Think of Jenny Fonders, Bicky Keith… Block it out!
Vince: Okay, but what about you, Naboo?
Naboo: Don’t worry about me… I’m a shaman. My mind’s like a fortress…
Howard: Everything’s fun for you, You see a peanut, the day’s off to a good start, you witness some soil, it’s a jamboree for Vince Noir.
Vince: I think it’s this poncho…It’s impossible to be unhappy in a poncho. I’m going to get a sombrero as well… Imagine that, a poncho-sombrero combo… I’ll be off my tits on happiness.