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• Gunther complaining to Anna Navarre about his own private conspiracy theory. Even funnier is that the sequel reveals that Gunther was right, the maintenance man was plotting against him.
  Anna: Are you sure you pressed the right button?
  Gunther: I do not make mistakes of that kind!
  Anna: Your hand might have slipped.
  Gunther: No, I wanted orange. It gave me lemon-lime.
  Anna: The machine would not make a mistake.
  Gunther: It's the maintenance man. He knows I like orange!
  Anna: So you think the staff has some kind of plot?
  Gunther: Yes! They do it on purpose!
• The final encounter with the megalomaniac businessman, Bob Page.
  Bob Page: You're too late! Already I am more than human...
  JC: Does that mean I don't get the job?
• Who could forget this exchange:
  Jock: "Oh my god, JC, a bomb!"
  JC: "A BOMB!"
• Disposing of Gunther:
  Gunther Hermann: Eet ees a simple message I am demonstreting. Ve know vere you are going and vat you intend.
  JC Denton: And I know something about you.
  Gunther Hermann: You kno you vill be defeeted.
  (JC can make a failed appeal to his honor with a "gentleman's agreement", or...)
  JC Denton: I know your UNATCO killphrase: "Laputan Machine."
  Gunther Hermann: I am NOT a mashee—-*twitch twitch*
  JC Denton: Sticks and stones...
  Gunther Hermann: *LUDICROUS GIBS*
• Snarking Walton after the above exchange:
  JC Denton: You're worried, Simons. We almost have a cure.
  Walton Simons: You have nothing. Even if Everett succeeds, you can't synthesize enough vaccine to stop an epidemic. You'd need a Universal Constructor, and don't think Page Industries is going to leave one lying around, not after what you did to the one in Hong Kong.
  JC Denton: I was never properly trained in its operation.
  Walton Simons: Laugh it up, Denton.