Scott: All of these things link Terrance to the murder: hair fibers, blood samples, nail clippings, a piece of his shirt, a watch with his initials on it, a day planner with the murder scheduled, a haiku called "Time to Kill Dr. Jeffrey O'Dwyer": Dr. O'Dwyer, time to have your head smashed in with my new hammer. Terrance, you may be a famous surgeon, but you're not God. J'accuse Terrance.
Terrance: Wow, Scott really hates us Phillip.
Phillip: Yes, perhaps he's homophobic.
Terrance: But we're not gay, Phillip.
Phillip: We're not?
Cartman: Why does Grandma have to live so far away? Why can't we just stick her in a nursing home nearby so I don't have to drive six hours to GET A GOD DAMN PRESENT?!
Phillip: Oh, hello Scott. No hard feelings, right old pal?
Scott: There are hard feelings, this isn't over. I'm going to see to it that you both pay for what you've done. And do you know why?
Phillip: 'Cause you're a dick?
Scott: No, because I hate you. You think farting is soo funny, well it isn't. Fart jokes are the lowest form of comedy, and if I...
Stan: Oh, my God! They killed Kenny.
Kyle: You bastards!
Trey Parker: You know, when Comedy Central asked us to do a Thanksgiving episode, the first thought that went through my mind was, "Boy, I'd like to have sex with Jennifer Aniston."