“I got a shotgun and a backhoe and no one looks under a septic tank for a dead body. (Bubba)”

“But this…this kid wasn’t dead yet. Makes no sense to me. (Bubba)Maybe someone spiked his Wheaties? (Nick)”

“To infinity then. (Bubba)What’s that mean? (Nick)It’s something my dad used to say when I was a kid. To infinity, meaning you’d see something through to the end. (Bubba)Infinity is never-ending. (Nick)That’s right, which means you keep going and going no matter what happens or what obstacles you meet. Over, under, around or through. There’s always a way. And if you have to chase something to infinity, strap on your big-boy pants, hiking boots, and go. (Bubba)”

“Well, isn’t that interesting. (Bubba)I ain’t your science experiment, Bubba. I don’t want to be interesting and I definitely don’t want to be a nubby treat for the zombies. (Nick)”

“But, Bubba? Aren’t you and Mark friends? (Nick)Ah, hell no. Mark’s not my friend, he’s my minion. (Bubba)”

“Do y’all have enough stun guns for them? (Madaug)Does a bear defecate rurally? What kind of question is that for someone who owns the biggest gun store in town? Of course I got plenty. I got enough Tasers to light up New York City AND Boston just for giggles. (Bubba)”

“I wonder why no one called the police about the rocket launcher? God knows my neighbors usually report it if I so much as fart in my backyard. (Bubba)”