Dexter Jones : [stoned and dreaming]  Mr. Einstein! I'm feeling strange. Someone's putting some shit on my mind.
Albert Einstein : Sounds like too many chili dogs, Dex. Have to learn to relax!
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Walter J. Coolidge : Dexter, keep this to yourself, okay?
Dexter Jones : Always do! I got a file in my head two feet thick 'bout a WHOLE lotta things you do that I keep to myself.
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Dexter Jones : Alan, take your finger outta your nose. What'd I tell you about that shit? Now suck it!
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Walter J. Coolidge : Dexter, do you have your key on you?
Dexter Jones : Sure do, Mr. C. What do you need?
Walter J. Coolidge : My key doesn't seem to work in this lock.
Dexter Jones : We all seem to have that same problem sometimes, now don't we?
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