Patrick Zevo: I can't even eat. The food keeps touching. I like military plates, I'm a military man, I want a military meal. I want my string beans to be quarantined! I like a little fortress around my mashed potatoes so the meatloaf doesn't invade my mashed potatoes and cause mixing in my plate! I HATE IT when food touches! I'm a military man, you understand that? And don't let your food touch either, please?
Leslie Zevo: Four stores and many Christmases ago, my father brought forth a factory conceived in innocence and joy and squeezable fun for everyone.
Patrick Zevo: Are you taking my duplication investigation seriously or are you disrespecting my duplication investigation?
Leslie Zevo: Aww, he broke my sister.
Leslie Zevo: There's a madman at the factory, and it's no longer me.
Alsatia Zevo: I'm very disappointed that you never once had an applesauce sandwich on your menu.
Joe at Cafeteria: Applesauce? Miss Zevo, the sandwich will get all soggy
Alsatia Zevo: Oh, I don't mind.
Joe at Cafeteria: I make you one tomorrow, okay?
Alsatia Zevo: Okay, thank you very much. I'll just go ahead and have the mayonnaise sandwich again today, then.
Leslie Zevo: I broke into the restricted area, well actually I danced my way in.
Leslie Zevo: You tried to kill us all...
General Leland Zevo: Heh... c'mon, Leslie... can't you take a joke?
Leslie Zevo: Oh yeah! I love jokes! I love all kinds of jokes. But you know what I don't like? I don't like people trying to kill me, hurting my family and my friends, and destroying the whole world as I know it. That just doesn't sit well with me.
Leslie Zevo: We're going to fight fire with marshmallows.
Leslie Zevo: I was born in the back of a bumper car.
Alsatia Zevo: Well, red usually means "Caution," or "Beef" if it's a bouillon cube.
Leslie Zevo: Let's all bob our heads for a brief moment of prayer... those who can.
Leslie Zevo: Bastards, they attacked us while we were at prayer. It's like Pearl Harbor.
Leslie Zevo: Hold 'till you see the lights in their eyes.
Leslie Zevo: Today may be the beginning of the end... or the end of the beginning... or the beginning of the beguine.
Leslie Zevo: In the words of Mahatma Gumby, "We are toys of tolerance, but there's only so much that a toy can tolerate."
Leslie Zevo: [while fighting Leland] I! Will! Not! Let! You! Destroy! Dad's! Dream!
Leslie Zevo: In the words of Barbie, "I had a dream house."
Asian Researcher: This vomit is very Anglo.