- David "Rut" Rutledge: Well, you know what they say: there's plenty of money to be made in gay porn.
- Tim Maroon: Yeah, but I hear the hours are brutal.
- Neil Blank: So, what are you gonna do with your share?
- David "Rut" Rutledge: Me? Well, first I'm going to move over to them fancy appartments by the rending plant. Then I'm gonna hire Britney Spears to play a private concert - in my pants.
- Tim Maroon: So what is up with Echo Olvera's cans?
- David "Rut" Rutledge: You saw that, huh? Talk about a late-bloomer. Eighteen years of nothing and then, BAM! Dual-side airbags.
- Neil Blank: Hey, did you guys catch Star Matrix this week? It was a full Vixella episode. It was the atomic bomb! There's this part where Vixella is crawling down a tube on all fours, and Lieutenant Zim is right behind her. Okay, Vixella has her booty hiked up right in his face. The guy is such a wuss that he doesn't even go for it. What a homo!
- [laughs]
- Tim Maroon: Hey, Blank, do you... touch yourself while watching Star Matrix?
- Neil Blank: [stops laughing] No!
- Tim Maroon: [after killing him, Rut and Blank are stuffing the alien an a backpack] What are you doing?
- David "Rut" Rutledge: I'm selling him.
- Tim Maroon: You can't do that!
- Neil Blank: Sure we can. We'll just post him on eBay.
- David "Rut" Rutledge: Shut up, stupified. I have a plan. Gentlemen, we are gonna have beer money for the rest of our lives.