Isn’t television glamourous?

We’re not leaving here without Buster, man. Leave no crash-test dummy behind!

This is the point in the show where we say, “Oh, what else do we have in the van that’s flammable?”

That aesthetic of the Star Wars universe: the do-it-yourself, hotrod ethic that George Lucas exported from his childhood, is exactly the same kind of soul behind what we do and build for the show. It may not look pretty, but it gets the job done.

Stand back! I gotta get some rocket fuel out of the fridge!

The only thing that differentiates you and me from a couple of fourteen year old pyromaniacs is balistic glass!

I’m not gonna shoot anyone with the pellet gun… Not unless I have to!

I would have to say that looked like it hurt.

Firemen have the coolest toys ever!

That was excellent! I mean, it didn’t do anything, but it looked really cool!

Let’s get on our knees and pray. I don’t know to whom. Is there a patron saint of ballistics gel?

I reject your reality and substitute my own.

Jamie’s gonna go take a break now, and i am going to continue the on-going process of making a fool of myself and go ahead and try it myself.

I have some ideas on how to fix that. They’re not very good ideas, but at least they’re ideas!

That’s the show. it’s like 5 minutes of science and then 10 minutes of me hurting myself.

Remember kids, I have life insurance.

Jamie doesn’t like to do anything hastily, and I like to do everything incredibly hastily. So therein you have the dichotomy of our patterns.

In the spirit of science, there really is no such thing as a “failed experiment.” Any test that yields valid data is a valid test.

Am I about to feel really, really stupid?

Isn’t television glamourous?

The best-case scenario is that the glass shatters in my face! How do you think that makes me feel?

I wouldn’t say jamie is an evil genius. I’m not sure he’s evil and I’m not sure he’s a genius.

Failure is always an option.

Let’s blow some stuff up.

My dignity and good television – they’ll never meet.

That was cool and that sucked all at the same time.

I just had one of those “what the hell are we doing” moments.

There is no dignity in television.

My advice is keep your lips away from the spinning things.

Bigger is always better.

I am now standing in a mixture of cooling fluid, gasoline, and cola.