- Himself - Host: Vegard, you're not one to talk. You've been at it in the backseat of the car when we were small drawing diagrams and shit.
- Himself - Host: Yeah, no, you had - it was one time when we were going to Denmark or Sweden, and I rigged up this thing with a compass and a book. And every fifteenth minute I wrote down the cardinal direction, so after we arrived I could see if the average cardinal direction was the direction we'd been driving.
- Himself - Host: People often ask us in interviews, was there a lot of arguing? You can't argue with that shit.
- [to Vegard while brainstorming a song in Kyrgyzstan]
- Bård: I sound Norwegian no matter what, you sound like you were born with a kebab up your ass. Sing again.
- Vegard: I'd like to thank my friends and family...
- BÃ¥rd: I'm your only friend and family.
- BÃ¥rd: Fuck showbiz.
- [rolls over to nap on a couch]