Matt Brody: "I'm lying on a dead old lady."
Summer Quinn: "Our drawers are empty, why did you pick that drawer?"
Matt Brody: "Something just dripped on me."
Mitch Buchannon: "It's just a little dead man's fat. Necrotic liquid fat. Now will you stop being a baby."
Matt Brody: [some fat drops into his mouth] "That's it, I'm out!"