"I know there's, like, 'no rest for the wicked', but I'm one of the good guys, and right now I need a siesta"
"Whoah, man, that..is...deep"
"Man, they don't make crumbling rock causeways like they used to. Any chance it'll, like, grow back?"
"Chill out, guys, I've got something stashed that just might help"
"Cool light show, man. Hello, pretty lazers"
"Don't you know rabbits are kind of jumpy?"
"This guy is seriously. Messing. With. My. KARMA!!"
"Sorry, I don't believe in violence...except in self defence"
"Come on, people, the sky's the limit now!"
Ermintrude: "Well done, Dylan. A balloon escape. My, you are clever!"
Dylan: "It's all about altitude over attitude, Ermindude"
"So close and yet so..FAR OUT!"
"Zeb's dead, babt, Zeb's dead"
"But if it wasn't for time, everything would, like, happen at once"
"No way, man, I'm in a higher state of unconsciousness"
"Whoah..don't toast the hamsters, dude"
"Well, that's it, man, it's time for the big sleep"
"It starts with some sweets. Maybe an iced bun, and before you know it, you're on two bags a day. Maybe you've, like, got a problem, my furry friend?""
Zebedee: "And the grass will never grow"
Dylan: "Okay, people, we've got a problem"
"Whoah - bad trip"
"Whoah. Looks like this train service has been cancelled"
"Hey man - tropical vibes"
"Not even sheep would flock to THAT noise" - On Ermintrude's singing
"What's the point? Without Zebedee, we're nothing" - After Zeb's 'death'. HIs voice was cracking, poor sad bunny.
"Whoah. Hot rocks, man"
"Now. If only I could just get my head round how to work this thing. Did Zebedee give anyone the instructions?" - On operating a box with a single, big, red, button.
"Pets? Fried? Bad karma, man"
"I've got the shakes"
Ermintrude: "I don't suppose anyone know anything about martial arts?"
Dylan: "Just the basics of, like, kung-fu, karate, judo, kendo, tai-kwan-do, anything-you-can-do and tai-chi"
"That's what I call putting yourself together"
Dylan: "Relax, Doogie. This whole crazy trip'll be soon behind us.
Dougal: "BEHIND US!!!"
Dylan: "What I said, dude"
"Talk about near death experiences. I thought I saw the light at the end of the tunnel"
"Then, like, who's that? His evil brother, ZeeBADDER?!"
Ermintrude: "There's no use crying over spilt milk"
Dylan: "Easy for YOU to say"
"Whoah, that was some serious sleepwalking"
"Take this, you jumped-up-jack-in-the-box!!" - Dylan finally loses his temper.
"Here comes a home run"