Roger We'll become the classiest winos in all of Langley Falls!
[Francine worries about Stan and all of the packages he gets for his new hobby]
Francine: The UPS started making jokes about it. Good jokes. I think he might want to have an affair.
[Stan drives though his model]
Stan: Hello Constable George. Hello Grocer Joe. Some would say that you're just the Constable model with a different paint job, but I know you're a separate, unique person.
[Steve decides to play with Stan's model while he things he is away]
Steve: Vroom, vroom. [assorted screeching and clanking noises] Out of the way, I'm the garbage man. Gimme your trash, ya losers. I'm in the union and my pension is bankrupting the city. Everyone talks about how rich I am but they have no idea.
[Steve runs screaming past Klaus and a blindfolded Roger after being frightened by a miniature Stan]
Roger: What was that?
Klaus: [matter-of-factually] Eh, it's just Steve running from something terrifying.
[After Stan shrinks the family to have them join him in his model]
Stan: Oh, there are so many wonderful things I want to show you. Although your presence does introduce a host of chaotic variables. [just barely to himself as he considers his options] I may wind up having to contain you somehow.
Hayley: What's that?
Stan: [Changing his disposition and putting on a smile] For the moment, please enjoy unlimited access... [downbeat again] ...with certain limitations.
[Stan tries to convince the family to give his model world a chance]
Stan: And if you still don't like it, I'll make us big again. I'll make us a thousand feet tall if that's what you want.
Francine: Normal size would be fine.
Stan: Make up your mind.
Stan: So, are we loving it?
Francine: It's certainly...consumed you.
Francine: I'm kind of getting why you love it so much. There's everything we need here. Food, electricity, safe and fun giant ants.
[Running from the ants]
Stan: We have to get to the shrink ray, it's our only way out.
Francine: Oh, thank God you've come to your senses.
Stan: In the basement of our model house, I've built a smaller, even more miniature town. We've got to shrink one...more...time!
Stan: Whatever the world throws at me, I can use my family to block it.
Hayley: [High from Stan's marijuana topiary bushes] Steve, I know this is a long shot, I know, I know, I know, I know it. But...do you have a chocolate lava cake on you?
Stan: Frankly, my ants, I don't give a dam! [He fails to smash the dam with the model train] Shit.
Roger: A bug-sized Stan. And yet I don't remember doing ether. But then again, that's ether's signature move.
Stan: Goodbye tiny, fake world, and actually dead Dr. Ray.