Sam Sleaze: What's the matter, don't you like your cage?
Big Bird: My cage? My, my, MY CAGE?
Gordon: OK. Let's...follow that bird.
Big Bird: Isn't flying wonderful? It makes me feel like a bird.
Maria: Don't forget, Big Bird, we love you.
Oscar the Grouch: Nice work, turkey.
Count: One Green Froggy.
Sam Sleaze: That eight-foot bird is still on the lam. You know, Sid, people would pay money to see that bird.
Sid Sleaze: Nah, I wouldn't pay to see no bird.
Sam Sleaze: No, no, no. People would pay us to see that bird! Us, us, us.