Howard: It's Him, He's Watching Us!

Mark: You Think He Heard Us?

Ian: I've Been In The Band For Years, And . . . You Can Bet That He Hears Everything

Jeff: Let's Go Over And Pretend To Be Nice To Him

Howard: Let's Go Over And Pretend We Don't Know He's Watching

Mark: And Ripping Off All Our Good Material

Howard: Hi, Man

Ian: Hi, Frank

Mark: Hi, Man

Jeff: Hi, Frank

Aynsley: Hi, Man

George: Hi, Frank

Mark: Well, That's A Great New Comic Song You Wrote, That One About The Penis And Everything, I Was Laughing A Lot While I Was Learning It

Howard: Yeah, Frank, Uh, It Was A Little Hard To Get Into It First, But, Uh, Once We Got The Drift . . .

Jeff: That's A Real Great Part You Got In There For The Chorus When They Go Ran-tan-toon Ran-ta-tan, While I Steal The Room And Everything, I Don't Mind He's Ripping It Off So Long I Get Paid . . .

Mark: Me Too, I Won't Even Care 'bout The Part Where It Goes "what Can I Say About This Elixir?" So Long As Me And Howard And Jeff Get Credit For Special Material, There's Some Bad Ground Acid . . . Aynsley, You Can Take It With A Grain Of Salt, Ha Ha Ha . . .

Aynsley: I Don't Mean To Upset You, Lads . . . I Don't Mean To Upset You, Lads, But The Reason My Retorts Were So Snappy Is Because He's Making Me Do This, I Should Imagine He's Making You Do Yours Too, Isn't He?

Howard: Get Out Of Here, You Creep, You Used To Live In His House!

Aynsley: See You Later, Lads