“Look at you, man! You're a full-grown cat still watching cartoons! Why, you're three-years-old! Do you know what that is in human years?”
“[to Stimpy after many nights of not getting any sleep] Psst, hey Guido. Its all so clear to me now. I'm the keeper of the cheese... and you're the lemon merchant, you get it? And he KNOWS it. That's why he's gonna KILL US. So we got to beat it... ya... before he lets loose the marmosets on us! Don't…”
“Ren: I knew it! Cat dirt everywhere! Oh, well. At least I'm home. Now I can follow my intellectual pursuits. [pause] Ren: My opera records! Covered in bubble gum! Aaagh! My collection of rare, incurable diseases! Violated! Nooo! My dinosaur droppings! Painted like Easter eggs! Aaargh! You eediots!”
“The blessed transformation into adulthood. Once you are a man, you'll in turn take care of me, catering to my every whim, for the remainder of your natural life. How's that sound?”