Frylock: You don't want to hang out? Look at what I got on the grill.
Carl: What the hell is that?
Frylock: They're T-bones, Carl. Yeah, the "T" stands for "tofu". Look at that cut of bean.
Carl: Okay, have a crappy weekend. Hope your house burns down.
Frylock: Shake, it would take all day to smoke something that big.
Shake: Smoke it? What are you smoking? 'Cause I ain't slow-cooking jack. We're flash-frying this mother.
Shake: See, I rolled it in ranch dressing and then I force-fed it to her. How do you think she died? Natural causes?
Frylock: What are you gonna do with all that oil?
Shake: Well, I guess Gee, what will we do with a vat of hot oil? I'm gonna tip it over.
Frylock: We're not doing that!
Shake: Look, relax. I am respectful of my Earth Mother. - Now let's tip.
Frylock: Well, looks like you got another summons, Shake and this time it's for setting that big tree on fire.
Shake: Just incredible, isn't it? I have yet to see a welfare check but this is my second summons in two days. Your tax dollars at work, Frylock.