[referring to a "half-man/half-woman" who has given Hercules an alluring look]
Roscoe:
I think she likes you - but he don't.
Freaks:
We accept you, one of us! Gooble Gobble!
Hercules:
They're going to make you one of them, my peacock!
Roscoe:
[whenever he asks only one of the two Siamese twins to stay, and the twins have to leave together] You always use that as a excu-excuse, an alib-b-b-bi.