She's a quart low. Oh, yeah? Then guess what? Open it back up and put it in! That's your...

Tommy: [closes the hood of the car after checking the oil] She's a quart low. Richard Hayden: Oh, yeah? Then guess what? Open it back up and put it in! That's your penance for the puppet show back there. And while you're at it, fill it up with gas, okay? I'm gonna go ask directions to our next huge embarrassing failure. Tommy: [mutters] You're a huge embarrassing failure. Richard Hayden: What? Tommy: Nothing.

What kind of hotel is this? Oh, it's you. Good morning, sunshine. Hey guess what? I called Auto Tech and they decided to make an order. So, according to my calculations, that puts us over the mark. - We did it? - We did it. Yes! Oh, Richard, I'm so happy. Hold me. - Yikes. - Don't run away from your feelings! ♪ Come on Eileen Oh, I swear what he means ♪ ♪ At this moment ♪ ♪ You mean everything ♪♪ ♪ It's the end of the world as we know it... ♪ ♪ ...and I feel f-i-i-ne... ♪