“You don't think I sat there all evening with an eight-foot mamba in my pocket?”

– Eric Gorman

“There's nary a conspiracy. And if I'm right about this, it's a far older sin than politics.”

– Adrian Messenger

“On Saturday 14th February 1900, a party of schoolgirls from Appleyard College picnicked at Hanging Rock near Mt. Macedon in the state of Victoria. During the afternoon, several members of the party disappeared without trace.”

“A thousand men, say, go searchin' for gold. After six months, one of them's lucky: one out of a thousand. His find represents not only his own labor, but that of nine hundred and ninety-nine others to boot. That's six thousand months, five hundred years, scramblin' over a mountain, goin' hungry and thirsty. An ounce of gold, mister, is worth what it is because of the human labor that went into the findin' and the gettin' of it.”

– Howard

Policeman: What's today's date?

Injured man: February 8^th.

“Got a lot to write about today. You.”

– Millie Lammoreaux

“Mother, didn't you know there are children starving in Africa?”

– “Karen Carpenter”

“So, this month becomes the month of Scrawdyke.”

– Malcolm Scrawdyke