- Ivan Dudynsky: Man, where's my... where is my porno magazines? Ah, up here!
- [opens cabinet above him]
- Ivan Dudynsky: No.
- [looks under couch]
- Ivan Dudynsky: No... shit, it ain't here. What's that fuckin' music?
- [scratches chest]
- Ivan Dudynsky: Ah, in the bathroom! Of course!
- [opens bathroom door and looks inside]
- Ivan Dudynsky: Let's see... no.
- [closes bathroom door]
- Ivan Dudynsky: Damn!
- Kenny Ortega: Has anybody seen Trey?
- Max Casella: Fugget about Trey, where's my fuckin' chair?
- Don Knotts: I've got your fuckin' chair, bitch! Why don't come find it? Stupid fucking heavy thing...
- Don Knotts: Are you dead yet?
- Michael A. Goorjian: No.
- Don Knotts: Shit! Shit, shit, shit!
- Don Knotts: Okay, it's been an hour. Are you dead yet?
- Michael A. Goorjian: No.
- Don Knotts: GodDAMMIT!
- Trey Parker: I was supposed ta meet 'em at da traila. I wonder where Ivan is. Oh well...
- Don Knotts: He's dead, fucker, and you're next!
- Christian Bale: [folding his paper up upon seeing Max] So, have you seen it?
- Max Casella: [angrily as he takes a seat on the sidewalk] Seen what?
- Christian Bale: The chair.
- Max Casella: Where the hell is it? I been lookin' all ova for it!
- Christian Bale: [points to the top of the World Building] Well... it's up there, 'innit?
- Max Casella: [stands up and looks carefully at the World Building] How'd it get all the way up there?
- [turns to Christian and points]
- Max Casella: I'm gonna go get it...
- [saunters off]
- Kenny Ortega: Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck... oh yeah, yeah, I know you... You're the guy who's last big movie was playing a fish in a cartoon, get the fuck outta here. Go on, get the fuck outta here.
- [leaves, then turns back around when realizing he's being followed; hits the camera]
- Kenny Ortega: Get the fuck outta here!
- [hits the camera]
- Kenny Ortega: Get outta here, you fuck!
- Max Casella: Hey, wait a minute. Aren't you that bad actor, Don Knotts?
- Don Knotts: Fuck the piggies!
- Max Casella: [narrating] From the director of the Rodney King Beatings, comes the excruciatingly horror tale of a man, pushed to the edge of destiny. Torn between right and wrong, morals and ethics, fiction and reality, creation and destruction, up or down, right or left, stop or go, yes or no, spit or swallow!
- [door at top of stairs swings open revealing an outside rooftop; a man stands over looking at the Universal Studios Newsie backlot]
- Max Casella: A man! Strangled with humiliation, self pity and insanity, confronted fear itself, and laughed in it's face. This man, driven forth to the Universal Studios set, with a need so tremensly filled with passion and desire, he would stop at no length to accomplish his task!
- Michael A. Goorjian: Wh-who's there?
- Don Knotts: Telegram!
- Michael A. Goorjian: Telegram? I don't want a telegram! Go away!
- Michael A. Goorjian: [Knock on door] Who is it?
- Don Knotts: Flowers!
- Michael A. Goorjian: Flowers? I don't want any flowers, go away!
- Michael A. Goorjian: [Knock on door] Who is it?
- Don Knotts: Landshark!
- Michael A. Goorjian: What?
- Don Knotts: ...A.D.!
- Michael A. Goorjian: Oh! You're an A.D.?
- Don Knotts: Oh, yeah!