- Tim's excited, childlike gurning over bear droppings certainly qualifies.
Tim: [whispers] There's her poop! It just came out of her butt! I can- I can feel it! I can feel the poop! It's warm! It just came from her butt! This was just inside of her! My girl! It's her poop! It's Wendy's poop!
- The fox cub stealing Tim's beloved baseball cap.
Tim: That hat is so frigging valuable for this trip! Ghost, you come back here with that friggin' hat! If it's in the den, I'm gonna fucking explode!
- "I am the Hindu-Floaty Thing's go-fer boy."
- Tim waxes poetic about a bumblebee that apparently died while pollinating a flower, going on and on about one of his usual rants about the fragility of nature. Then there's a cut to another camera angle and he realizes it might have just been sleeping the whole time.