A Safety Tip

Hulk: Here's a Safety Tip for you.
When hiking through slot canyons, always carry a canoe with you.
You know, in case it rains, and you need to ride out the flood.

Oh, you might want to bring along a few oars too. Just in case.

Barking Like Crazy

Hulk: I've heard of Crazy Paving, but Crazy Tree Bark? 
That's crazy! Or I should I say, that's, um...barking?
Yeah, sorry, I'm definitely barking up the wrong tree with that one.
I mean, pun.

Fantasy Creature Alert

Pocket: Alert! Alert! Fantasy Creature Alert!
Denim: Sir, what is a fantasy creature alert?
Pocket: I suspect these rocks could be mythical goblins, brought to life by some strange science not recorded in the Dalek databanks.
Denim: Sensors detect no life signs, sir.
Pocket: Sensors may be wrong. Look, they're all around us now. They must move when we're not observing them. Remain on Alert!
Denim: Rocks can't move, sir. Don't be scared.
Pocket: Scared? Scared? I'm not scared, cadet. It's impossible for a Dalek to be frightened. Now, if I was a hobbit, or a dwarf, then I might be scared. But I'm a Dalek, so I'm not scared! Nonetheless, I remain on Alert!! And so will you, cadet, if you do not wish to be exterminated, Exterminated, EXTERMINATED!!!
Denim: Yes, sir.

The Long And Winding Road

Denim: Oh no, not another twist in the road!
Pocket: Hold it together, cadet.
Denim: I can't! I'm gonna be sick, sir.
Pocket: Daleks do not get sick, cadet! Daleks Exterminate sickness, do you understand me!

It's Lonely On Vulcan

Pocket: C'mon on, Mr. Spock! Come out and play! 
Please? I promise I won't exterminate, Exterminate, EXTERMINATE YOU!

Gosh. There's not a Vulcan in sight.
It's like I'm all alone out here.

Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned the extermination, Extermination, EXTERMINATION bit.