- Annie LaBelle: What a smart guy! You really used your head.
- Rand: Oh, well.
- [chuckles]
- Rook: I guess that doesn't happen very often.
- Rand: Hey, besides your looks, what have *you* contributed lately?
- Rook: Okay, that does it, big mouth. Let's you and me step aside and settle this thing once and for all. Come on!
- Rand: You sure you just don't want to get me alone in the bushes? Admit it.
- Lunk: There's millions of 'em!
- Rand: What?... Oh, don't panic. It's only a few little leeches.
- Rook: What do you mean, just "a few little leeches"? They're... huh?
- [screams and cries as another leech drops on her]
- Scott Bernard: Hold still.
- Rand: No, Scott, don't do that! Don't try to pull them off. Excuse me, Lunk.
- [He grabs Lunk's cigarette]
- Lunk: Hey!... Huh?
- Rand: Make things hot for them, and they'll pop out on their own. There, that's better. Now, hold still, Annie. There, that does it. I tell you, I get a real kick out of it when city girls come into the forest... they look so darn cute when they start screaming. You should have seen yourself.
- Rook: [scoffs] Can you blame me? That was disgusting. I hate to break this to you, Daniel Boone, but there's a new thing called "civilization," or haven't you heard?
- Rand: Yeah, I've heard of it. That's where they have crime, traffic jams, and garbage that's never picked up.
- Rook: Hmm? At least we don't have slimy little bloodsuckers dropping out of the trees on top of us!
- Rand: Sourpuss. Any leech that gets a good taste of you is gonna swear off human beings forever.
- Scott Bernard: Watching Tom Sawyer over there, you could almost forget we were locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Invid.
- Rook: I know what you mean. I'm starting to feel like we're at a Boy Scout picnic.