Wayne Campbell: What the hell's going on? I lost my show, I lost my best friend, I lost my girl. I'm being shit on, that's all, shit on, and you know what really pisses me off… where are you goin'? Where are you going? O.K., O.K., come on back. Come on back. Things aren't as bad as they seem. I'm sorry. I didn't mea...
What are you going to do with these guys? Oh, nothing, really. I just always wanted to open a door to a room where people are being trained like in james bond movies.
Would you mind placing your hands on the hood, son? There's just one other thing I've got to check.
Well, that's all the time we have for our movie. We hope you found it entertaining, whimsical and yet relevant, with an underlying revisionist conceit that belied the film's emotional attachments to the subject matter. I just hope you didn't think it sucked.
Terry: Wayne. Wayne. Garth told me about the show, man. I love you man. Wayne Campbell: Yea, and I love you too, Terry. Terry: No no no, I mean it man. I LOVE you. Wayne Campbell: No, I… I mean it. I love you. Terry: No you don't, man. I love you. Wayne Campbell: Garth. Hey, come over here, I think Terry h...
Yes. This is definitely the type of place I'm going to get when I move out of my parents' house.
Richard: I guess you should have called. Tommy: I did call... Earlier, using the phone. Richard: Earlier. When? Tommy: Er--later when--then I-- l-left a message. Richard: What number did you call? Tommy: 2-4... 9-er, 5, 6, 7... Richard: I can't hear you. You're trailing off. Did I catch a 9-er in there? ...
Wow! You guys have really grown.
Paddy O'Neil: When the IRA carry out any form of campaign, they admit to it. Sally: Thank you. That's the policy. They'll proudly say they did it. Paddy O'Neil: Have the IRA admitted to this? I mean, common sense, logic...
We are unarmed.
What a beautiful blue eye. Shame he only has one. Nurse!
Adm. Greer: Want to come down and look over what we got? You might turn up something we haven't. Jack: You're asking me if I want to come back. Adm. Greer: Yup.
Where's Sean Miller? Where's Sean Miller?
Cathy: Where's Sally? Jack: She's in the recovery room, honey. They're watching her. We'll know in seven or eight hours. They had to remove her spleen. She's in pretty bad shape. Cathy: I'm sorry.
Jack Ryan: What about my daughter? Dr. Shapiro: Let's sit down for a moment. Jack Ryan: No, talk to me. Dr. Shapiro: It will be a while before we know. Maybe in the morning.
Tommy: Hey, remember your brother Duane? Whatever happened to him? We used to go to Safeway and get caught trying to steal doughnuts. Michelle: He's a cop. He had to get a real job when my parents moved to Cuyahoga Falls. Tommy: Wow.
We started a rebellion.
Uncle Iroh: There are a lot of pretty girls in this town, Zuko. You could fall in love here. We could settle down here, and you could have a blessed life. We don't have to continue this, Zuko. Zuko: I'll show you why we must, Uncle. Hey. Hey. Little one, come here. You look like a very smart boy. Tell me what you ...
What's your name?
We'd need a miracle to catch them.
What do you want with me?
We're going with you.
Katara: Why did you run away? Aang: The day they told me I was the Avatar, they said I could never have a normal life, that I could never have a family. They said it cannot work with the responsibilities of the Avatar. Katara: Why can't the Avatar have a family? Aang: I asked that! They said that's the sacrifi...
Terrance: Well, fuck my ass and call me a bitch! Phillip: Oh, you shit-faced cockmaster!
Water teaches us acceptance. Let your emotions flow like water.
Want to go for the other knee?
Dr. Caroline "Cathy" Ryan: Where's Sally? Jack Ryan: She's in the recovery room. They're watching her. We'll know in seven or eight hours.
What are you talking about?
Welcome to the human race.
Putzie: Where were you all summer? Kenickie: What are you, my mother? Putzie: I'm just asking. Kenickie: I was working, which is more than any of youse kids can say. Sonny: Working? Kenickie: That's right. I was lugging boxes at Bargain City, moron. Sonny: Nice job. Kenickie: Eat me.
Whoa, dude, is that you, Snake? Far out, man.
Richard: Well, it's got to be on the map, because you say it's 22 miles away, and you're really smart. Yet, it's not on the map. Gas Attendant: Hmm. I'm picking up your sarcasm. Richard: I should hope so. I'm laying it on pretty thick. Gas Attendant: That's a map of illinois, which we're in, on the border of I...
What'd you do?
Richard... Were you watching spanktrovision?
Richard? Who's your favorite little rascal? Alfalfa... Or is it spanky? Ha ha ha. Sinner.
We could be friends, you know.
We are now the gods!
Drew: What is it this time, huh, an electric sponge? Stu: Of course not! That was last year.
Chuckie: Aah! This place gives me the juicebumps. Phil: Maybe we should go back. Lil: Very back! Tommy: No! We can't go back now, you guys. Okey-Dokey Jones never goes back!
We thought the fun times would last forever. Unh. Unh. Unh. Unh. But we was wrong!
We thought the fun times would last forever.
Well, she's a girl like me, so we know she'll be prettyful.
Where're we gonna find a baby in a place like this?
Chuckie: Yeah! What is your brother so sad about? Tommy: I don't know! But whatever it is... it must be really bad. Lil: Maybe he's broked! Tommy: What? Lil and Phil: Broked! Broked! Tommy: Broked! He's not broked. He's a... just a little loud!
Sandy: What happened to the Danny Zuko I met at the beach? Danny: Well, I do not know. I mean, maybe... maybe there's two of us, right? Why... Why don't you take out a missing persons ad, or try the Yellow Pages? I don't know.
Rizzo: Where are you goin'? To flog your log? Danny: Much better than hanging around here with you dorks.
When a guy picks a chick over his buddies, something got to be wrong. You said it. Come on, guys, let's go for a slice of pizza.
Frenchie: What do you think of waitressing? Vi: You're too young to know.
Putzie: What kind of car did you swipe this from anyway? Sonny/Doody: Your mother's.
Mr. Lynch: What are you doing? Sonny: Washing my hands.
Marty: What's with you tonight? Rizzo: I feel like a defective typewriter. Marty: Huh? Rizzo: I skipped a period. Marty: Think you're PG?
Well, the crate shaped up. And it's as hot as the parts on it.
Rizzo: What about Rudy from the Capri Lounge? Marty: Get serious! Rizzo: It's just a suggestion. Marty: Well, I already called him.
Why, this car could be systematic. Hydromatic. Ultramatic. Why, it could be Greased Lightning.
Where can they be? We gotta find them!
Blanche: When I hear music, I just can't make my feet behave. Sonny: Thinks she's Tinker bell. Blanche: Hush, Sonny.
Rizzo: What's up, Kenick? Kenickie: One guess.
Well, they couldn't teach you anything. You think you're such a looker. But no customer would go to you unless she was a hooker.
Garth: We're looking down on Wayne's basement, only that's not wayne's basement. Isn't that weird? Terry: That's twisted. Wayne: That's weird, man, that's weird. Garth, that was a haiku.
We're off to see the lizard.
Professor Plum: What a godforsaken place! Wadsworth: Professor Plum, and Miss Scarlet, I didn't realize you were acquainted. Miss Scarlet: We weren't.
Why say no when it feels so good to say yes?
Mrs. Peacock: So, what does your husband do? Mrs. White: Nothing!
Yes, it's an integral part of your life when you are the wife of a... Oh, but then I forgot, we're not supposed to say who we really are...
Mrs. Peacock: So, what do you do in Washington D.C., Mr. Green? Come on! What do you do? I mean, how are we to get acquainted if we don't say anything about ourselves. Miss Scarlet: Perhaps he doesn't wanna get acquainted with you.
Why did I marry you?
Margaret: Why did I marry you? Tully: Because I said yes.
Mr. Boddy: What are they doing here? Wadsworth: Eating dinner.
Water under the bridge. Forgiven. Forgotten.
Wadsworth: You know what doctors aren't allowed to do with their lady patients. Miss Scarlet: Yeah. Wadsworth: Well, he did.
Mrs. White: Well, I am willing to believe you. I, too, am being blackmailed for something I didn't do. Mr. Green: Me too. Colonel Mustard: And me. Miss Scarlet: Not me. Wadsworth: You're not being blackmailed? Miss Scarlet: Oh, I'm being blackmailed all right, but I did what I'm being blackmailed for. Mr...
Mr. Green: So, how did you know Colonel Mustard works in Washington? Is he one of your clients? Colonel Mustard: Certainly not! Mr. Green: I was asking Miss Scarlet. Colonel Mustard: Well, you tell him it's not true. Miss Scarlet: It's not true. Professor Plum: Is that true? Miss Scarlet: No, it's not true.
Was that necessary, Mrs. White?
Professor Plum: It must be the murderer. Mr. Green: Why would he scream?
Professor Plum: And what was your role in all this? Wadsworth: I was a victim, too. At least my wife was. She had friends who were…. Socialists. Well, we all make mistakes. Wadsworth: But, Mr. Boddy threatened to give my wife's name to the House Un-American Activities Committee unless she named them. She refus...
Professor Plum: Who else is in the house? Yvette/Wadsworth: Only the cook! Yvette/Wadsworth/Professor Plum: The cook!
Mr. Green: I didn't do it! Wadsworth: Well, one of us did. We all had an opportunity. We all had a motive.
Mr. Green: Why kill the cook? Miss Scarlet: Dinner wasn't that bad.
What a lovely woman. So chilly.
Wednesday, play with your food.
Grandmama: Aah! Aah! Morticia: Mama? Grandmama: Who put this in here? That's for company. Gomez: Rascals.
We've been married for almost 20 years. Sometimes it seems like more.
They say a man who represents himself has a fool for a client. Well, with god as my witness, I am that fool!
What is he, a loafer? A hopeless layabout? A shiftless dreamer?
Which is the real you the loathsome, underhanded monster you've become or the loathsome, underhanded monster we came to love?
Miss Scarlet: What's this, Wadsworth? Wadsworth: I'm afraid those are the negatives to which Colonel Mustard earlier referred. Colonel Mustard: Oh my God! Miss Scarlet: Were you planning to blackmail him, Wadsworth? Wadsworth: Certainly not! I detained them for the colonel and I was going to give them back a...
The Motorist: Where is it? Wadsworth: What? The body? The Motorist: The phone. What body? Wadsworth: There's no body. Nobody. There's-there's nobody in the study.
Yvette: But it is dark upstairs and I am frightened of the dark. Will anyone go with me? Professor Plum: I will! Colonel Mustard: I will! Mr. Green: No, thank you.
Professor Plum: Well... Ladies first. Mrs. Peacock: No, No you can... you can go first. Professor Plum: No, No No. I insist. Mrs. Peacock: No. I insist. Professor Plum: What are you afraid of a fate worse than death? Mrs. Peacock: No. Just death.
Colonel Mustard: What room's this? Miss Scarlet: Search me. Colonel Mustard: All right. Miss Scarlet: Get your mitts off me.
Mr. Green: Where's the key? Wadsworth: The key's gone! Professor Plum: Never mind about the key, unlock the door! Mr. Green: I can't unlock the door without the key! Let us in! Colonel Mustard/Miss Scarlet: Let us out!
Cop: Ah, would you hold on, please? Let me outta here! Let me outta here! You have no right to shut me in! I'll book you for false arrest, and wrongful imprisonment, and obstructing an officer in the course of his duty... and murder! Wadsworth: What do you mean... murder? Cop: I just said it so you would open th...
Cop: What's going on in those two rooms? Mr. Green: Uhh... which two rooms? Cop: Those two rooms. Mr. Green: Ohhh, those two rooms. Cop: Yes. Mr. Green: Ahh... well. Officer! I don't think you should go in there. Cop: Why not? Mr. Green: Uhh... Because it's all too shocking!
Sister: Wrestling is ungodly, Ignacio. People cheer for him, but he is a false idol. Nacho: Whatever.
Chancho. When you are a man sometimes you wear stretchy pants in your room. It's for fun.
What's wrong with you?
You see that guy over there? His name is Senor Ramon. He's Ramses' manager and he owns all of the big arenas. He's having a party tomorrow night. We need to go and show him we mean business, that we are ready for the big leagues.
Where is he?
Wadsworth: We all revealed we'd received a letter. You had a letter and you had a letter and you had a letter and you had a letter. All: Get on with it!
Mr. Green: Will you stop that? Wadsworth: No.
Professor Plum: What is your top-secret job, Colonel? Wadsworth: I can tell you. He's working on the secret of the next fusion bomb. Colonel Mustard: How did you know that? Wadsworth: Can you keep a secret? Colonel Mustard: Yes... Wadsworth: So can I.
Miss Scarlet: What about that motorist? What kind of information did he have? Colonel Mustard: He was my driver during the war. Wadsworth: And what was he holding over you? Colonel Mustard: He knew that I was a war profiteer. I stole essential Air Force radio parts, and I sold them on the black market. That is...
Wadsworth: We split up, and the murderer switched off the electricity. Mr. Green: Oh, my god! Mrs. Peacock: Not again. Miss Scarlet: Turn on the lights! Wadsworth: Sorry. Didn't mean to frighten you. Mr. Green: You're a bit late! I hate when he does that. Mrs. White: Ahh, ahh, ahha.
Why should the police come? Nobody's called them.
Wadsworth: Miss Scarlet seized the opportunity, and under cover of darkness, got to the library, where she hit the cop whom she'd been bribing on the head with the lead pipe. True or false? Miss Scarlet: True! Who are you, Perry Mason?
Wadsworth: Why should the police come? Nobody's called them. Mrs. Peacock: You mean... Oh, of course!
Well, where is he?
Well, one of us must have killed him!
Mr. Green: Who would wanna kill the cook? Miss Scarlet: Dinner wasn't that bad. Colonel Mustard: How can you make jokes at a time like this? Miss Scarlet: It's my defense mechanism. Colonel Mustard: Some defense. If I was the killer, I would kill you next. Miss Scarlet: Oh? Colonel Mustard: I said, "If"....
Oh, who ever it is, they gotta go away or they'll be killed.
Well, I had to stop her screaming.
When the fantasy has ended. And all the children are gone. Something good inside me. Helps me to carry on. I ate some bugs I ate some grass. I used my hand. To wipe my tears. To kiss your mouth I'd break my vow. No, no, no No, no, no way, Jose. Unless you want to. Then we'd break our vows together.
Wasn't he a medical genius? Calvin, I think doctor is a latin word for thief.
Lanell: Mom, when are we gonna get a real Christmas tree? Grace: When they're free!
Would you hold the god damn hammering... Please!
Would you, please, for the love of god, and your own body, hold the hammering! Claire...
Frank Cross: Where are we? Ghost of Christmas Past: Where are we? You mean, "When are we?"
When I want a wife, i'm going to buy one...
Frank Cross: Wait a minute! What time is it? Eliot: Somebody stole my watch!
Frank: What are you doing watching television on Christmas Eve? Preston Rhinelander: They're paying your salary, you ass!
Frank: What kind of a rat bastard idiot would schedule a live show on a Christmas Eve? Cameraman on Crane: Only you, Frank. Frank: A week ago, i'd have kicked your butt right out of the building. But, you know something? He's absolutely right.
Claire Phillips: Taxi! Can you get me to the IBC building in three minutes? Ghost of Christmas Past: Which floor?
Frank: ...La la la laaaa James: We should be taping this.
Whoa, nobody caught me. That was lame.
What? Would you tell Picasso to sell his guitars?
Rosalie: Would you like a hug? Emily: I'll be good, I swear!
Michelle: Mr. S? Dewey Finn: Mm hmm. Michelle: We came up with some names for the band. Dewey Finn: All right, hit me. Eleni: The Bumblebees? Dewey Finn: No, it's too sissy. Eleni: The Koala Bears? Dewey Finn: No, what are you talking about? It's too sissy. Hey, Miss Mullins. Michelle: How about, Pig ...
Battle of the Bands director: What do they all have? Dewey Finn: It's a, uh... It's a rare blood disease. Stick-it-to-da-man-i-osis. Battle of the Bands director: What's that? I've never heard of it. Dewey Finn: You're lucky. Because it's hell.
We're on the bill. Cut it out! You're dying, remember? ...Get in the van.
We come from the land of the ice and snow From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow (singing)
Michelle & Eleni: We have a name for the band. Dewey: Hit me. The School of Rock. The School... of Rock.
Mrs. Lemmons: Would you care to join us, Mr Schneebly ? Dewey Finn: Yeah. Mrs. Lemmons: Did I say that correctly? "Schneebly"? Dewey Finn: Actually it's "Schnayblay".
We're the School of Rock. And this song was written by our own Zack Mooneyham.
Summer: What's wrong? Dewey: What's wrong? Summer, didn't you hear? We lost. Freddie: Hey, chill out, dude. Rock isn't about getting an A. The Sex Pistols never won anything. Lawrence: Don't let The Man get you down. Zack: Yeah, I mean, dude, you got to cheer up. We played a kick-ass show. Dewey: We did, d...
Fred: Well, okay, so what are we supposed to do? Alicia: I say we get out of here and play the damn show.
Welcome to Alcatraz.
Warden wants to see you.
Wolf: I'm Wolf. Where did they transfer you from? Frank Morris: Atlanta. Wolf: Nice town, Atlanta. Frank Morris: I never saw it.
Why don't you show her what you can do?
English: What you want, boy? Frank: The bull sent me down here to work. English: Can you read, boy? Frank: As long as it's in the english language, boy.
Frank: Magazine or a book? Black Inmate: Where's English? What did they do, give a nigger a nigger of his own?
Wolf: When I get out, you're dead! Prison Guard: You might be dead before you get out.
Warden don't like inmates fighting. Don't like them stinking up their cells, either.
Litmus: What's your name, kid? Charley Butts: Charley Butts. Litmus: Charley's butt? Charley Butts: Butts. Butts. Charley Butts. Litmus: You got a funny friggin' name, kid. Charley Butts: Yeah? What's your name? Litmus: Al capone.
Wolf wanted to get friendly. I didn't.
Charlie: Why didn't you tell me you were coming? Visitor: I was afraid you wouldn't let me. Charlie: It's just hard to see you like this. Visitor: Your mama's going to die.
Clarence Anglin: What movie is playing this weekend? John Anglin: Some cowboy piece of shit 'ey, least dey could show was a gangsta movie! Frank Morris: I may have found a way out of here.
Charlie: What are our chances? Frank: Slim.
Frank: Why would I take metal through a metal detector? Guard: Because you're stupid.
Wagner: What'd you order this stuff for? You don't look like the painting type to me. Charley Butts: You wouldn't know talent if it looked you in the face. Wagner: Well I'm looking you in the face and I don't see jack shit.
English: Where are you going, Wolfie? Wolf: I'm just going for a walk. English: Let's take that walk. After six months in the hole, looks like you could use some exercise. Hmm?
Harry: What kind of driver you goin' to find after the season's started? Some old boy that's washed up and wasn't worth a shit to begin with. Tim: You can work with him. You build a driver like you build a car, Harry.
Harry: What do you know about stock car racing? Cole Trickle: Well, i've watched it on television, of course. Harry: You've seen it on television? Cole Trickle: ESPN. You'd be surprised how much you pick up. Harry: I'm sure I would.
We end up looking like a monkey fucking a football out there!
We got ourselves a sponsor!
Female Trooper: Looks like we found something. Male Trooper: What's that? Female Trooper: A concealed weapon.
Now...The only question is... will he actually use it?
When I'm driving, I got a guy on the radio who talks to me. I can't see him, but he talks to me.
Claire: Well, what's the question I'm really asking? Cole: How can I be in bed with this guy? Claire: I know the answer to that one. Cole: Maybe, but you're still asking it. How could I, a brilliant doctor, be in bed with a guy who drives a car for a living?
Ok. Now we can go down there and fix your head there, or we can fix it here. What's it going to be?
Cole: Why didn't you let them investigate, Harry? Why? Harry: 'Cause I should've known better than to let him drive in the first place.
We are under way, and the Daytona 500 is on.
Daytona Track Announcer: We're 56 laps into this 200 lap event, and Russ Wheeler is in the lead. Harry: 47:01... The leader's 45:90. You're running last.
Harry: What's going on, Cole? Cole: I'm setting him up, Harry.
Robert: What happened? David: I got hit with a Frosty. Robert: Why? David: What? Robert: Why did you get hit with a Frosty? What is a Frosty? David: A Frosty is, uh, a shake from Wendy's.
Viewer: What kind of name is Spritz? It's a bullshit name. It's a TV name. He's bullshit. Viewer's Wife: Well, I like him. He's handsome. Viewer: He's an asshole. I don't like his face. His asshole face.
What must you think of me? Your family leaver. Your non meteorologist, yet weatherman frosty taking, fuck happy son. Don't die yet, Robert. Give me time to get it together.
Don: We should take some pictures. Some shots, like, some now, some in a month or whatever, see if you're making gains. Mike: Yeah. Don: I've got my mom's Nikon. Whip your shirt off. Mike: Whip my shirt off? Don: Yeah.
Where is the tartar sauce?
What is this sucking and chucking and jacking and fucking up, son? He's 15 years old! What is this shit?
Russ: Dave. Dave Spritz: Hi Russ. Russ: He's upstairs, he's still pretty upset about it. Dave Spritz: Did he talk about it? Russ: Yeah. . Dave Spritz: To you? Russ: He's told us what happened, uh, he was with his counselor Don Boden, I guess... Dave Spritz: I don't really know why what happened next, h...
The other thing that gets to people, that leads to pies, I guess are these catch phrases we're required to use to single the program out. It gets under people's skin. Spritz Nipper. But the whole thing about all of it, all the getting hit with stuff, the whole thing is, who gets hit with a fucking pie, anyway? Did a...
Whatever it is, sir, we seem to be inside it.
We should be seeing stars by now.
Commander Riker: What the hell is going on? Captain Picard: Are you all right, Number One? Commander Riker: I've had it. Let's put all this technology to work figure out what is going on and get the hell out of here!
Anomaly: Why are you so alarmed when I've gone to such trouble to look just like you? Lt. Commander Data: Captain, sensors show nothing out there. Absolutely nothing. Lieutenant La Forge: Sure is a damned ugly "nothing."
Why do I get the feeling that this was not the time to join this ship?
Counselor Troi: We should not let ourselves die, Jean-Luc. Lt. Commander Data: I agree with her... Jean-Luc. Counselor Troi: If only half of us live then I would rather take my chances on being one that does. Lt. Commander Data: Yes, it is wrong of you to force us. Counselor Troi: It is wrong. Captain Pica...
Captain Picard: Well, Nagilum, I hope you got what you needed. Nagilum: You have provided me with much more than I needed.
Communications Officer: Starfleet Base, we've sent you a transmission. Did you receive? Starfleet Base: Kelvin, have you double checked those readings? Communications Officer: Our gravitational sensors are going crazy here. You should see this. It looks like a lightning storm. Starfleet Base: What you've sent ...
Lt. Nyota Uhura: Gaila, who is he? Gaila: Who? Lt. Nyota Uhura: The mouth-breather hiding under your bed? James T. Kirk: You can hear me breathing?
Kirk: Who was that pointy eared bastard? Bones: I don't know, but I like him.
Lt. Nyota Uhura: We are receiving a distress signal from the USS Kobayashi Maru. The ship has lost power and is stranded. Starfleet Command has ordered us to rescue them. Kirk: Starfleet Command has ordered us to rescue them... Captain.
Spock: We are traveling at warp speed. How did you manage to beam aboard this ship? James T. Kirk: You're the genius. You figure it out. Spock: As acting captain of this vessel, I order you to answer the question. James T. Kirk: Well, I'm not telling, Acting Captain. What? Did... What-now that doesn't frustrat...
Bones: Wait a minute, kid. How old are you? Chekov: Seventeen, sir. Bones: Oh, good, he's 17.
Christopher Pike: What're you doing here? James T. Kirk: Just following orders!
James T. Kirk: Where are we? Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: Medical Bay. James T. Kirk: This isn't worth it. Leonard 'Bones' McCoy: A little suffering's good for the soul.
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What does normal mean anyway?
We would take these real long walks... and we were always lookin' for this guy named charlie.
Jenny Curran: Why are you so good to me? Forrest Gump: You're my girl! Jenny Curran: I'll always be your girl.