Andrew: Come now, I broke ONE chair, and now they're all my fault?
Craig: They're all your fault Andrew.
Andy: More like one... million.

Andy: I love how Joel's shirt looks like it belongs to an old white guy on a cruise.

Andrew: I think that's a band.
Craig: You could take any combination of words and it's probably the name of a band.
Andrew: I think it's a band that my mom knows.

Andy: I still like the name of my band in Serenity. Spice Weasel, like in Firefly.
Craig: No, Futurama.
Andy: Right, Futurama that's what I meant to say.

Craig: Let's make a quick check, how many deadly weapons are in this room right now?
Joel: Well, I can count three...
Nina: You probably don't want to play that game at my house.

Andy: Isn't thought really the final arbitor in that situation?
Nina: No, 'cause you thought without a weapon.
Andy: So I can WANT to kill people all day, but unless I actually do it, it doesn't count?
Nina: Yeah.
Craig: Yeah, Andy, I'm "wanting" to kill you right now, but it doesn't count.
Andy: What about actively trying to do it?

Joel: Please don't care what color you get.

Joel: Who wants to wear the steampunk goggles?
(Magda raises hand)
Andy: Magda does! Ohh give them to Magda.
Matt: Magda gets them.
Magda: Yay.

Andy: I think Magda looks the best in them.
Craig: Yeah, kinda like a mad inventor.
Joel: You want the hat?
Magda (crocheting) I'll have a hat in a little while...

Andy: Matt slammed his cock in our car trunk!
Everyone: Whaaat?
Andy: Yeah, you ever look at our trunk and notice how one of the corners is bent up slightly?
Craig: No not really.
Andy: Well it does. Anyway, Matt closed it on his cock.
Magda: Why??
Andy: For something exciting and new.
Matt: It was an accident! I was standing...
Magda: How is that an accident? Were you naked outside?
Matt: I was standing there by the trunk, trying to get it shut... and it went, like the corner was right there, and...

Andy: My plane sounds like the car from Doug. Brrrrrrrrrrrr...
Magda: Why is everyone talking about Doug lately?
Craig: Doug is awesome.
Magda: I know, but I haven't heard anything about Doug in like 8 years and suddenly everyone is talking about it again.
Craig: We've hit the age where we want nostalgic things, and people like to reminisce.

Matt: Nina can't identify WWI aircraft on sight, she's not a nerd! Burn!

Andy: This plane can turn literally in place!

Andrew: I don't think I know David Bowie well enough.
Magda: Nobody does.
Andy: Why?
Craig: Does anyone really KNOW David Bowie?

Andrew: Are there any planes that get double left?
Joel: Yes!
Andrew: Wait, there are planes that... I didn't know we got a double left!
Joel: That's because no one ever plays them.
Matt: Is that the flying bathtub?
Joel: Yes.

Andy: How does Craig have a double ace??
Craig: Because I never die.
Andy: I'm gonna be shooting Craig!

Andy: Oh my god, so I found online, these instructions on how to build a machine, which is supposedly the most pointless machine in the world. It's really cool. It's a little wooden box with a switch, you flip the switch and a little arm comes out to turn the switch off.
Andrew: What??
Andy: That's all that happens.
Craig: So the whole point is for it to turn itself off?
Andy: Yeah.
Andrew: That's awesome.
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Craig: Increment one!
Everyone: NRRRYYEAaahhh (airplane moving)

Andrew: Increment two?
Craig: Yeah.
Magda: And I shot! at... nothing.

Joel: Ok, last one.
Matt: I f**ked up!
Andrew: What?
Matt: I meant to program an Immelman.

Andy: I'm going to shoot your ass, with my shooting gun.
Craig: And not with your... other gun?

Nina: So, the gun is like that (pointing), So how do you avoid shooting the tail?
Matt: The point of a double decker is to give you a wider range of fire, and it's not immediately backwards per se, if you shoot your tail off, then the pilot reaches around and gives you a slap on the back of the head.
Andy: They're very motivated not to shoot their own tail off I imagine.

Andy: The lights are on, all bets are off!

Andrew: You know what, I DID predict you would do that, I predicted that would be one way you could go, and then, no, then you did something crazy.

Andy: Ah ha! I'm in a cloud!
Matt: I'm walking on sunshine.
(Everyone sings)

(Andrew draws a picture)
Matt: Andrew, are you making some kind of obscure reference to something no one knows about?
Andrew: A deck of cards! I'm targeting (pointing to the target) the double ace! This is symbolism.
Magda: That's not a double ace.
Andrew: It's an ace, with a target drawn around it, and two exclamation points.
(Magda draws a picture)
Magda: Ok, does this get the point across better?
Nina: Oh that's MUCH better.
Matt: Yeah.
Joel: Oh, that's a much better idea.
Andrew: But that's no longer an ace, it's a TWO!

Matt: We need the critical sheet to... uh... look at it.

Matt: Craig burst in flames!
Joel: Oh...OH! You're kidding me.
Andy: How did that happen?
Craig: All you get to know is that he's on fire.
Andrew: Do you need a spin marker?
Craig: No. I have a question, if I'm on fire, I can still do everything I programmed, I'm just on fire, right?
Joel: Yeah, I recommend you land.
Craig: Oh, yeah, believe me...
Andy: Wait, how did you get a fire that otherwise doesn't affect how you fly, did you drop your cigarette or something?
Craig: You'll find out after the game.

Magda: I killed the cloud!

Everyone: (As bomber at max altitude is being moved) WHOOOOAAAAAAAAOH!

Andy: (Andy returns from the bathroom) Everyone else is dead? Oh my god!
Magda: Yes, there was much crashing.

Joel: Why are we just staring at the models and not playing?

Joel: Someone Immelman me to ground.
Nina: What?
Matt: I'm ON to you Joel, I'm on to you like white on rice!

Joel: No, stop touching it more!
Andy: Oh god, it's gonna fall!
Magda: For our radio audience, there is a giant plane teetering on the playing field...

Joel: You know what we should do, we should have this whole mechanical system...
Craig: ...So we could just punch in a move, and it would...
Andy: Or! We could just buy a video game, where you can fly it and it's in real time.
Joel: But this would be mechanical, which is ten times cooler! And like, LEDs flash and shoot...

Matt: I shot you for four Magda!
Magda: What? Why?
Matt: Because I'm an asshole.
Magda: Oh.