Bobby quotes from Brickleberry

[referring to Jorge] Who the hell invited this guy? We are definitely anti... anti... uh... [to Jorge] What the hell are you anyway?

Pre-school field trip, and not a single fatality? Oh, how refreshing. Just doing my job. Head Ranger Ethel, over and out. [sighs] Good job, Ethel. Oh, thank you, Ethel.

Malloy

Connie, I need your help. Woody's girlfriend is bat-shit crazy.

Connie

She seemed nice to me. Maybe you're just jealous.

Malloy

Yeah, and maybe you're just...ugh, I don't even have the energy to insult you. Just step on a scale.

Steve

Hey! Where's all the Danish? It's Bear Claw Wednesday!

Now, it's fresh fruit Wednesday.

Steve

[he tries to eat a blueberry and he spits] This doesn't taste anything like a doughnut! I hate it! [he pushes some fruit all over the floor]

Hey! I didn't get to eat yet! Uh, but it's okay. My motto is "efficiency through positivity". By working together, we can achieve greatness.

Sorry, probably really important. Brickleberry National Park. Head Ranger Ethel speaking. The park expense reports are late? We have those? I'll get right on that. [phone beeps] Sorry, can you hold? Hello, Head Ranger Eth...What do you mean the lake's on fire? [phone ringing] Oh my god, hold on.

Denzel

[On a phone] Ethel, I can't come to work today, I'm sick.

Denzel, I need you here. Hey, are you on your jetpack?

Denzel

No.

[On a phone] Hey, look, it's a flying black guy!

[On a phone] Maybe?

Calm down. A badger ate your baby's face? [beeping and ringing] Hold on. My emergency scanner's going off! This is Ethel, what's your emergency!?

Steve

[On a phone] Ethel, it's Steve. Did you know that Connie is afraid of raw fish?

WHAT?!

Now before we do this threesome I just wanna make sure it ain't gonna mess up our friendship.

Aah! Ow! What the hell y'all doin'?

Woody

Evicting you for tearing up my park!?

That wasn't me, that was "Drunk Bobby". If you wanna talk to him, he'll be here in 12 ounces.

Woody

Happy hour's over, swamp people! You are hereby being kicked the hell out of my park!

Steve

Huh. This looks like it's from the olden times. What is it?

How am I supposed to know what the hell is? It's got words and shit on it.

Steve

Wow...1880's, da da da. Civil War...Your cousin..."Reginald Wooten Possumcods"... Oh, my god. According to this, you're the heir to Brickleberry Park.

Wooo!! Wait a minute, did he call me a queer?

Woody

Give me that! Ooh...Actually, Robert, what it really says is, and I quote, there is no goddamn way in hell that asshole Bobby Possumcods owns this park!

Don't get more official than that.

Steve

That's not what it says. It says right here Bobby owns the park, and..[Woody kicks him]

Oh, I know what it says now. It says get the hell off my property!

Malloy

Great! So what's your Wi-Fi password? [pulls out his iPhone]

The fuck's a Wi-Fi?

"ObamaFan21", capital "O", capital "F". Upper-case sensitive. [while BoDean gives Malloy the answer, Bobby slowly turns his head in shock to point BoDean]

I don't even know who you are anymore.

I'm gonna ask you all as nice as I possibly can: GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY TRAILER PARK!!!! Please!

Well he did say please. Let's go. [all the rednecks start to leave]

Steve

Drive carefully!

What the hell's that supposed to mean? [riot starts]

Woody

[sees an Eskimo humping a coconut right outside Ford's office] Jesus, who wrote this shit? [Camera pans to Bobby and BoDean revealed as being the show's "Riters"]

[excited with his brainstorm] And then, he fucked the coconut!

[satisfied] Hello Emmy! [keeps typing into his unplugged computer]

Steve

Thank god. It was all a dream. I must've went into a coma when I got electrocuted on that transformer.

Oh, you're awake. Just in time to go into human slavery.

We'll take it from here, Dr. Moo-zniak.

Steve

No. No, no, nooo!!

THIS IS AAAAAAAWESOMEEEEEEE!!