Rosebud: How do I look?
Mudbud: Uh... Like our sister in a space suit.
B-Dawg: I know I look tight.
Budderball: Mine's a little little too tight. Somebody give me a paw?
[Rosebud goes to help Budderball]
Mudbud , B-Dawg , Buddha: Don't pull his paw!
[Rosebud pulls Budderball's paw, and he farts causing his suit to inflate]
B-Dawg: Check it! It's the Good Year blimp!
[first lines]
Spudnick: Dreams are like stars. You can't touch them, but if you follow them, they will lead you to your destiny. I used to dream of being the first dogronaut to walk on the moon. And now, I dream of going home to my boy, Sasha.
Mudbud: Your right back leg you take a lift to take a whizzo. Left back you use to scratch your tummy. Left front paw you use to beg for food. And the right front paw is for snacking.
Budderball: Okay. Scratch, forward. Whizzo equals backward. Begging go right, and snacking go left. See? I got it.
Rosebud: Looks like he got a time out.
Buddha: When it rains, Mudbud gets grounded. He's a repeat offender.
Budderball: Remember the time I snagged a sample of the Thanksgiving turkey? I got a time out for that too.
B-Dawg: Sample shmample! You ate the whole butterball turkey, dawg!
Budderball: It's kind of embarrassing to be named after a turkey.
Budderball: Golly gosh! Maybe we could stop at the lunch pad for a snack... if it's on the way.
Rosebud: Budderball, that says "launch" pad.
Rosebud: Hey, guys? I hear a low rumbling sound.
Budderball: Don't look at me!
Budderball: [sees a refridgerator full of vegetables] Where's the beef?
B-Dawg: Check it! I'm doing the moonwalk!
Budderball: Which one is my left paw?
B-Dawg: We're doomed.
Budderball: Hey, it's not my fault I'm dyslexic!
Budderball: Guys? We have a problem. It's not working.
B-Dawg: You've gotta be kidding, dawg!
Budderball: I swear! Cross my stomach and hope to starve!
Budderball: I've never been so hungry in my life! I think I may have to eat that broccoli just to stay alive!
[eats all the broccoli]
Rosebud: Budderball!
Mudbud: [after Budderball finishes] Oh, dude! I can't believe you ate the whole thing!
Budderball: Well, I always said I'd eat broccoli when puppies fly.
Budderball: I think I'll start with the chili cheese dog... then steak... and then finish off with a bean burrito.
Rosebud: No beans!
Buddha: Budderball, we're on a journey of ginormous perportions.
Budderball: I'm about to eat a bowl of ginormous perportions myself!
Buddha: Budderball, there's no time for breakfast.
Budderball: Breakfast is the most important meal of the day!
B-Dawg: Who put the Red Bull in Buddha's doggie bowl?
B-Dawg: Check out these cool retro shades!
Mudbud: Dude, you shouldn't be touching those.
B-Dawg: I can fly this thing no problem. Piece of cake.
Budderball: Yeah, there's cake.
Budderball: [during the lift-off] It feels like my stomach is in my throat!
Rosebud: This is like a ride on Space Mountain!
B-Dawg: Dad always said I should be more down to Earth! Why didn't I listen?
Mudbud: This is out of this world... literally.
Mudbud: Dudes, what is this place?
Rosebud: Whatever it is, it's getting closer!
B-Dawg: I hope it's not an alien's house! Not that I'd be scared or anything.
Budderball: I hope it's a Denny's! I can sure go for a Moons Over My Hammy right about now!
B-Dawg: Come on, aliens. I ain't scared of nothing. Because I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee, dawg.
Spudnick: I am no alien. Though, I suppose if I stay in space any longer, I may qualify.
B-Dawg: Aaahh! The Death Star!
Buddha: B-Dawg, it's the moon. It looks a lot bigger up here then when we used to howl at it from home.
Budderball: Oh, thank goodness! All the bleu cheese a fella could eat!
Rosebud: Budderball, did you eat all the bean burritos?
Budderball: What can I say? I'm a nervous eater. And walking in space makes me especially nervous.
Buddha: [as Budderball hits the ship's windshield] In life, sometimes you're the bug, sometimes you're the windshield.
Budderball: Did somebody catch the liscence plate on that UFO?
Rosebud: You're a ferret.
B-Dawg: Yo, dawg! You mean to tell me we had a rodent as our flight director?
Gravity: Hey, I'm not a rodent! I'm related to the mustella family of mammals which includes minks and skunks!
Budderball: Hey, I'm told I'm related to skunks too.
Rosebud: [wearing a new pink space suit] This is more like it! I feel much prettier in pink!
Rosebud: One small step for dog... one giant leap for dogkind.
Buddha: The window of opportunity is upon us. Let's use it.
Budderball: I don't reccomend lift off on a full stomach.
Yuri: [as Spudnick plays a ballerina music box] Ah, now that sounds good. Hold me closer, tiny dancer.
Dr. Finkel: Again, please refrain from touching anything with your hands... you slimy, little, germ-infested creatures.