She just needs to realize the only difference between savage and sophisticated is the proper seasoning.

Commie ghosts what don't know they're dead. Hoping to steal our rockets so they can fly up and paint the moon pink and draw a Lenin face on it.

[Barter 40] Dr. Courier diagnoses a terminally low discussion of caps in this conversation.

Jimmy? Little Jimmy - my, how you're grown up. So good of you to come visit your grandma.

Well, says No-bark, we got a chupacabra with an automatic weapon. And that's when they get real quiet, 'cause now they see the predicament we're in.