Raoul Puke: Wait a minute! I got one last thing that I wanna say!
Nostalgia Critic: [sighs] What is it, Puke?
Raoul Puke: Have you ever considered the possibility of who's actually stoned in this movie?
Nostalgia Critic: What do you mean?
Raoul Puke: Well, think about it: you have a...
[cut to the audience in the meeting, then to Dr. Carroll addressing them]
Raoul Puke: group of people who are clearly over-paranoid. They do nothing but sit in a room and stare at one person for hours.
[back to Puke]
Raoul Puke: Then they tell over-exaggerated stories that, in fact, never happened.
Nostalgia Critic: Ohhhh, so what you're saying is...
Raoul Puke: These hypocrites are STONED off their asses! The only reason they're watching him is because they believe his head is a giant malted milk ball! And the only reason he's with them is because he's paranoid of what'll happen if he stops talking!
Nostalgia Critic: OK, Puke, you've made your point.
Raoul Puke: Put THAT in your pipe and smoke it! Because we already know what's really in there!
Nostalgia Critic: Alright, Puke, settle down.
Raoul Puke: Cookies! Cookies!
Nostalgia Critic: Why'd you say that?
Raoul Puke: I dunno. I'm stoned.