Jazz was so happy that Lita had been putting on bad matches (thereby increasing the fans' anticipation for Jazz' return) that she just had to shake her hand.
Molly hated when she stepped in sloppy wrestlers and had to use the turnbuckle to wipe them off her boots.
Lita cemented her role as "The Female Rhyno" much to Jazz' chagrin.
AUSTIN: Anybody who wants to see me keep talking to these magical pixies, gimme a hell yeah!
KING: He showed up to work drunk again, didn't he?
Bill's lifesize Matt Hardy doll wasn't coming together right. He squinted to read the instructions. Then he remembered. He can't read.
Bill, believing all of the backstage urban legends about the Giant Sky Winch, holds up Matt Hardy in the hopes that it will take him instead of Bill.
Bill's reaction after that bastard referee told him the truth about Santa and the Easter Bunny.
Batista took Triple H's "get in out of the cold, you could put an eye out with those things" joke seriously.
The referee was ready. This would be his most difficult limbo run ever.
Bubba was concerned. In birth, isn't the HEAD supposed to come out first?
Randy Orton: Master Impressionist struck again with a spot-on Karnac. "Aramaic. Socrates. Triple H's sense of humility." "Name three things that have been dead for years."
ANNOUNCER: Primitive man was unable to communicate through the elaborate method humankind has developed over the centuries. However, they had developed a way of getting thoughts across. Let's listen in on a sample.
The Coach was pissed. He'd TOLD that cameraman to only shoot him from the right. It's his good side, dammit!
We all knew Trips THOUGHT with his dick. Who knew he SPOKE with it, too?
Shhhh... Quiet! The vase is going to say something!
KANE: Nuh-uh! I saw what Hardcore Holly did to the Big Show on SmackDown. These things are dangerous, and I'm getting rid of them! Someone could hurt himself!
Booker was grateful. That dick Triple H tried to drop him headfirst from the rafters again. Fortunately, Kane was there to catch him.
Glen "Laser Nipples" Jacobs unveils yet another new gimmick.
HENRY: Mmmm... Ribs...
Y2J: Honest, Trips! I didn't publish those photos! I sweeeeAAAAAHHHH!!!
Mark Henry was such a litterbug. He'd finish a meal, then just toss it over the top rope, leaving it for the crew to clean up.
When hunting Mark Henrys, it's important to bring the proper equipment. Once you've distracted him with the glazed ham you left at ringside, you must capitalize quickly.
Jericho didn't believe the hype about Henry being the World's Strongest Man until he kicked out of the Walls of Jericho, catapulting him into the 83rd row.
TRISH: Oh, hi, Stevie. I was looking for Chris. Have you seen him?
AUSTIN: I don't mean to alarm you, but there's a red snake wrapping itself around your neck.
TRIPS: That's a scarf!
ORTON: How drunk ARE you?
VOICE ON BULLHORN: Stop! Hands in the air!
RVD: I didn't do anything!
VOB: Did you, or did you not, plan to beat a member of Evolution in a wrestling match?
RVD: I did, but...
VOB: You should know better than that. Book him, ref. Let's send him back to HeAt where he belongs.
Orton learned a painful lesson that night. Never break up with Carrie on national television.
REF: Who put you up to this?
RVD: I swear I was working alone!
REF: Who told you that it was okay to beat an Evolution member?
RVD: It was all my idea!
REF: Keep squeezing, Randy. I'll be right back. I hope when I return, you're feeling more co-operative.
RVD: No! Don't leave me alone!
RVD looked to the crowd in astonishment. His backup had arrived. Tommy Dreamer, Sandman, Sabu. They were ALL there! And they were packin'!
Taking an idea he got from "The Last Samurai," Randy tried to dishonor RVD by removing his topknot.