Barry: Maurice, I am lonely! Lonely and I need some bodily contact!
Maurice: Get behind, get back behind that panel!
Jan: Oh, good lord!
Pastor Richards: I warn you, boy, I'm armed and I'm not afraid to use it!
Barry: We've all got one, look how free I am. Mmm. The fan feels so good. I feel you.
Maurice: Hey, hey, Pastor Richards, put the gun away, put it away!
Pastor Richards: No! I am a sole judge of proof and decency. Get back, heathen, get back!
Barry: I love you all!
Pastor Richards: Evil doer! Die, devil, die! [Gun Shot]
Barry: Aah! Oww!
Maurice: iDios mio, you shot him! There's blood and--and pubic hair all over the studio!...