- Zeke Tilson: The mail plane is out there right now and nobody's watching it. We take it, we fly it to Ibiza. We use the money from the boner-guy statue to buy ourselves a house and we live there forever.
- Glenn Taylor: There's not enough gas in the mail plane to get to Ibiza.
- Zeke Tilson: Fine! We take it to Zanzibar. We can fucking make it to Zanzibar!
- Glenn Taylor: Nothing in Zanzibar.
- Zeke Tilson: There are women in Zanzibar.
- Glenn Taylor: Women?
- Zeke Tilson: We sex the women. We make the babies. We start a tribe.
- Glenn Taylor: What about the mail?
- Zeke Tilson: What about the mail?
- Glenn Taylor: We can't steal the mail. That's a federal offense.
- Zeke Tilson: You're right. We leave the mail, we steal the plane.
- Glenn Taylor: That's good! Nobody goes to jail!
- Zeke Tilson: Okay.
- Glenn Taylor: What about Carl?
- Zeke Tilson: What about Carl?
- Glenn Taylor: Carl's got the keys to the mail plane.
- Zeke Tilson: We cut Carl in. Carl comes too.
- Glenn Taylor: No women for Carl.
- Zeke Tilson: No women for Carl. Where'd you find another bottle of curaçao?
- Glenn Taylor: I didn't. We've been drinking mouthwash for the past half-hour.
- Rafiq Massoud: [translating for Alex] Apparently Zaman is plagued by crippling impotence and he's not very well endowed. I believe the term is "pencil dick?"
- Alex Talbot: I don't care if he has a weenis. What's happening?
- Rafiq Massoud: Okay. It's unclear, but apparently Zaman has fantasies of watching his wife have sex with young men who he then tortures and executes, but not before he has consumed their genitalia in order to make himself more virile... ooh, not a fantasy.