精彩对白

Romana Denison: David, what is it?
David Scott: It's the height. I think I'm having a panic attack.
Romana Denison: Remember you are of the Sky.
David Scott: I am not of the Sky. I don't know who said that. If anything I'm of the Couch.
[Karl is carving a graffiti on a school desk]
Marion: Karl, that is unnecessary destruction of public property... and that is not how stegosauruses reproduce.
Karl Scott: It's a skill, honed over a lifetime.
Rosemary: It's time you honed some other skills.
Rosemary: Karl, you're not on vacation; you're expected to work with the other students during the day.
Karl Scott: Look, no disrespect, Rosemary, but I'm not a Dinotopian, and I don't want to become one, okay?
Rosemary: Do you intend to eat our food?
Karl Scott: Well, yeah, I guess.
Rosemary: Then you help us make it. Starting now. And please address me as Matriarch in the future.
Marion: But Karl, yours might have been the finest answer we've ever had. I'll read it now. "Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide; no escape from reality. Open your eyes, look up to the skies, and see."
Zippo: Yes, yes, truly inspiring.
David Scott: [About Cyrus Crabb] I'm not sure I trust that guy.
Karl Scott: Why not? He's just a weird old guy with a limp and a few sticks of dynamite.