Steve, camp is an amazing place. You get to swim in the lake, drink bug juice, ring the bell if you win the Camp-A-Lympics. Oh, and then there's "camp love." It's such an intense experience, like winning the Grammy for Best R&B performance, duo, or group.
Steve
Dad, for the last time, you were not in Boyz II Men.
Good news, I found a camp that still has an opening.
Steve
Dad, I don't want to go to camp. It's hot and there's always something crawling in your sleeping bag, like a spider or a counselor. Just let me tend to my posies. (leaves)
Stan, he doesn't want to go to camp.
But I spent my summers at camp, and I had the time of my life. I want him to have that same experience. And besides, gardening's gay.
I'll have you know, James Coburn had a garden.
I'm sick of your lies about Coburn!
Steve
Dad, you have to help me get Makeva back.
But I don't know what to do.
Steve
(slaps Stan; mockingly) "I don't know what to do." You can act like a man!
There's no hitting at Camp Refoogee.
Steve
Look, the Bawango rebels ruined our camp and took one of your campers. Are you going to let them get away with that?
(The refugees gather around Stan)
Don't move, Steve. Just give them your credit card and we'll cancel it when we get home.
Steve
Dad, these are your campers. They're rallying around you.
Oh, yes, right, right. Thanks, fellas.
DDebbie
Welcome to my sanctuary. Look at them scurrying around like ants. Go ahead, exercise all you want. You'll never escape the smoky death of times magnifying glass.
Steve
Wow, that's a little dark.
DDebbie
Not at all. Life is a banquet and death is dessert.
Steve
I love dessert!
Stan, you're being ridiculous. We have a guest out there.
Please, Francine, show some panic. Our son is dating a fatty.
Dad, that's awful. Plus-size women drive our economy with their purchases of Garfield books and Haagen-Dazs.
You apologize to your son.
For what? You brought fat into our house.
Steve
You'd like Debbie if you got to know her, Dad. There's a lot more to her than you think.
[Steve is playing Dragonscuffle while Klaus is watching]
Steve
I don't think you're ready yet.
Not ready? I've been watching you for four years!
Steve
Night time. [covers his bowl with a cloth]
I'm not a parrot. That trick won't work on- [snores]
I want a popcorn maker for my attic.
Don't be stupid, Roger. The attic is above sea level, and popcorn doesn't pop above sea level. I know, I've spent time in Denver.
[Steve is confronting Roger after the stock that Roger invests in plummets to zero.]
Steve
What the hell was that?! You said "SJP" was a sure thing!
I don't understand, SJP is in the new Spielberg movie; it's gonna be huge!
Steve
What are you talking about?! SJP is a Canadian chiropractic supplies company!
You mean it's... not Sarah Jessica Parker?
Steve
What?! No!
Isn't this the Hollywood Stock Exchange? You know, where you buy and sell celebrity stocks based on the ups and down of their careers?
Steve
No!
Oh... Then what is all this?
Steve
This is the New York Stock Exchange!
Like in the movie Wall Street? I thought that was Hollywood make-believe, like children of every color being at the same McDonald's.
Steve
But back home, you said you were about to make a fortune in silver!
[Steve and Roger are standing in the rain in New York]
We're gonna make through this. We still have twenty bucks. In this town, with our brains, we'll turn it into a millions in no time. [turns to the kiosk behind him] I'll have the new issue of Cherry, and keep the change, my good man.
Steve
Roger!
Steve, it's a special big butts collector's issue; someday it'll be worth a fortune. Now we play the waiting game.
Honey, it's been three weeks; maybe we should... start..planning Steve's funeral. [Francine get a reaction and throws plate onto floor in response]
I WANTED TO GO GET HIM! I WANTED TO BRING HIM INSIDE! BUT YOU WOULDN'T LET ME! OUR BABY'S DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!!!
[close to tears] Don't you think I know that?!