Jean Teasdale: A unicorn sits beside you and lays its head on your lap.
Kurt Russell: Look at the rules. What are you going to do?
Teasdale: If I encountered him at night in the Pamida parking lot, I’d run!
Russell: He's caught in an alternate universe, or something's going on.
Teasdale: Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo…
Russell: That’s my favorite moment in the show.
Teasdale: No witch is around to eat you.
Russell: Why don’t we just sit here and see what happens?
Teasdale: Can you feel your muscles unclenching already?
Russell: It was out of answering a newspaper ad looking for a writer or something.
Teasdale: It sat in my notebook for ages. For all its cluelessness, it does heed audience tastes.
Russell: You were who it was made for. It doesn’t matter where it comes from, it just matters what’s in it.
Teasdale: You climb into the balloon and float away to the land where waterfalls are made.
Russell: The first time I did that, it was really tough.
Teasdale: So…did you escape? When you’ve gotten home from the indoor flea market after a rough half-day in which a customer tried to bargain you down on a huge box of paperbacks from $12.50 to a dime, the last thing you want is to switch on your TV and find a man with cancer making scary blue drugs.
Russell: Now we're going to the Philippines, babe.