- Elf Leader: For centuries, no elf has ever left Elfwood.
- Speako: Except Leavo.
- Elf Leader: Speak no more of Leavo, Speako!
- The Enchantress: Do you, Guysbert, most Exalted Prince of Bentwood, Slayer of Metallica, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?
- The Enchantress: The bonding has begun. It could take weeks, or even years.
- Cloyd: We'll need chairs.
- The Enchantress: Dark chairs.
- [Elfo prepares to leave Elfwood]
- Elf Leader: Elfo, no! It is forbidden!
- Superviso: I don't know why we keep that lever there.
- Elves: [happily singing] Hanging Elfo from the Gumdrop Tree! A hangly, dangly activity!
- Luci: Well, goodnight everybody. I'll be entering your dreams tonight in the form of a laughing skull. Yeah, that's me. That's me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry about that.
- [He curls up like a cat]