Lulu: “You’ve got some pretty weird stuff aboard this container ship.”
Sailor: “Yeah, we pick up things from all over the place.”
Lulu: “I don’t suppose you have any patio furniture made out of meat?”
Sailor: “Hmm, let me check the manifest.”
Charlee: “This is the worst-organized store I’ve ever seen.”
Lulu: “Are you sure this is Pier One?”
GPS: “BING! Of course I’m sure. I’m connected to satellites and stuff.”
Seagull: “What about bits of bread? Have you got any bits of bread?”
Chaplin: “Do I look like I would have bits of bread?”
Seagull: “Everyone looks like they would have bits of bread.”
The Oceanside Animals 