* This speech by the Wienie King:
-->"Cold are the hands of time that creep along relentlessly, destroying slowly but without pity that which yesterday was young. Alone our memories resist this disintegration and grow more lovely with the passing years." Heh! That's hard to say with false teeth.
* Anything involving the Ale and Quail Club, especially when they shoot up the train.
* When running away to get a divorce first thing in the morning, Gerry tries pinning a note to the duvet, only to poke a sleeping Tom in the butt with the pin, making him yelp in pain.