Judging by your breath, you must have been buzzing around a dung heap all day!

Let this be a lesson to all you ants: ideas are very dangerous things. You are mindless, soil-shoving losers put on this earth to serve us!

Mosquito in same bar: "Hey, bartender! Bloody Mary, O-positive."

No...it's because I'm a PROP! You always cast me as the broom, the pole, the stick! A splinter!

Shoo, fly, don't bother me.

So! Being a ladybug automatically makes me a girl! Is that it, fly boy? Huh?!

Someday, I will be a beautiful butterfly, and then everything will be better.

That's our lot in life. It's not a lot, but it's our life!

Waitress: "Okay, who ordered the poo-poo platter?!" [some flies land on the platter]

What's the point of going out there? They'll only laugh at me...

Why didn't I think of that? Oh, because it's suicide!

You let one ant stand up to us, and they all might stand up! Those "puny little ants" outnumber us a hundred to one. And if they ever figure that out... THERE GOES OUR WAY OF LIFE! It's not about food. It's about keeping those ants in line. THAT'S WHY WE'RE GOING BACK! Does anyone else wanna stay?

You piece of dirt. No, I'm wrong. You're lower than dirt. You're an ant!

You're wrong...Hopper. Ants are not meant to serve grasshoppers. I've seen these ants do great things, and year after year, they somehow manage to pick enough food for themselves and you! So-so who's the weaker species?! Ants don't serve grasshoppers! It's you who need us! We're a lot stronger than you say we are. And you know it, don't you?