Added by Lena
Isabel: Max. You idiot. What are you trying to do to our poor clueless human parents?
Michael: So what’s the deal? You’re running low on cigarettes?
Max: There’s an underground government storage facility under the convenience store.
Isabel: That’s a surprise.
Isabel: Max, a little reality check. This ship you’re talking about…sucks. It’s a lemon. It crashed to begin with. That’s why we’re stuck here.
Michael: Mr. Seligman, I know you hate my guts. Personally, I hate yours, too.
Mr. Seligman: This is how you ask a favor?
Michael: But if you help me graduate this year, then you won’t have to see me next year.
Mr. Seligman: Well, you do have a point there.
Max: Liz, I just want to put everything that happened behind us.
Liz: Yeah, you know that I would, too, if I had impregnated an alien killer who murdered one of our best friends and then left the planet with my unborn child.
Max: So you’re still holding on to that?