Obadiah:
"Dang... how far down do you figure the dirt is under there...?"
Stranger:
"I reckon we've left terra firma altogether, Obie."
Mr. Darling:
"That's right, you poor sod-monkeys! Nothin' to plow out here in the deep amber seas! HaRR! HaRR! HaRR!

 Capt. Furious:
"...Mr. Smee, make ready all sails... Mr. Dibbs, set a course for Madagascar... Mr. Coffee, you are part of this complete breakfast..."
  Mr. Coffee:
"Uh... aye, Cap'n sir. And welcome back aboard..."