Richard: "Okay, and life preservers... These we may need. Although what are the odds of us actually hitting a lake? My money says, if anything, it's gonna be a mountain. TO inflate, put it around your neck and yank down on the tabs."
Tommy: "Aah! Get it off! Son of a... Can't breathe! I can't breathe! Choking!"
Richard: "He's a big dumb animal, isn't he, folks?"