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Quotes of Movie: "Greg the Bunny" [2002]
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And I tip my hat to Greg. Son, you cared enough to give Rochester the greatest gift that a man can receive: a smile to shape his very last breath. So, ahem, to Rochester! Crowd: To Rochester... Count Blah: ...blah. Did he just say "blindness?" Count Blah: Yeah, blah, he also said "iff'n." I don't want to sing this song with Dottie! I don't want to sing this song with Blah! I want to sing it all by myself! Me, me, me, me, ME! Gil: Warren, that's not the message we're trying to convey with the Sharing Song. I, sir, am not a dog. But if I were, I would bite you thusly! | |
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Tardy: That's Junction Jack's dressing room, that's the wall, and that's... [looks at a mirror and shrieks] Tardy: That's... a turtle! Hey, Dottie, I just saw your hooters! Dottie: WHAT? Greg: The two owls for the counting sketch. They're right over there. I left cookies and milk three nights in a row for God and he hasn't taken them. Why am I so forsaken! Tardy: The green ones make me horny! I need you to be quiet, Tardy! Tardy: Okay, Gil. I am singing the Quiet Song, the Quiet Song, the Quiet Song... Greg: I need some fabric softener! Hey Tardy... listen, I need to fill some seats tonight, how'd you like to come to my play? Tardy: I like to play with Warren. Warren: No, Tardy. I will be IN a play. You understand?... performing. Tardy: I'm not supposed to eat the Legos. Warren: [mutters] Eauh, God! It's like talking to Keanu Reeves. Gil: Hey there son... Jimmy: [surprised] What're you doing here? Gil: Something I should have done a long time ago! [Gil wraps his arms around Jimmy and gives his son a big hug] Jimmy: What? Molest me? When I'm out for blood, I never let sex get in the way. Susan the Monster: That's funny, for me it's just the other way around. Gil, none of the women were invited to the paintball game, and we'd like to know why. Gil: Well, darn it, so would I! Alison Kaiser: You organized the game. Gil: I'm not sure that's true... Uh, Doris, would you find out who organized the paintball game and why the ladies weren't invited? Dottie: You're talking into a humidor. Gil: Doris, what happened to my intercom? Dottie: There IS no Doris! Gil: Uh... Edna! Would you find out what happened to Doris? Warren: What do humans see in these things, anyway? If I wanted someone to lick my face and poop on my lawn I'd get back together with Farrah Fawcett. Jimmy: Hey, why don't you guys give him a break? Instead of stabbing him in the back, why don't you try showing him a little support in the front? Lets face it, humans have been mistreating puppets for centuries. It's nothing new. We lure them to our country with the tartar sauce, and the lollipops, and the empty promises of sparklers which I believe are yet unfulfilled. Tardy, you got your sparklers? Tardy: I'm tough but nice. Jimmy: Yea that's what I thought! And then we go and trade their hides for, you know, cheap whiskey during the war of the roses. Dottie: Is that true? Count Blah: No Jimmy: We had them build our airplanes and our suspension bridges and our jet packs and our race cars, but can you name me one puppet that's ever taken home the trophy at the Minneapolis 500? I dare ya. Can ya? No! Alison Kaiser: I understood the pupish better. Greg: Please? Jimmy: No! Greg: Fine, then I'll just have to repeat your name over and over until you say yes. Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy... Jimmy: It's not going to work. [5 minutes later] Greg: Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy... Jimmy: All right! I'll call him! Crayons taste like purple! I don't even know where my pants are, bleh! Junction Jack: We have to get over to Greg's place now. Count Blah: Why? What's the problem, blah? Junction Jack: No time to explain. Count Blah: Oh. [pause] Count Blah: Wait, Greg's place is all the way across town, blah. Jack, you were in 'Nam: what do you do when someone points a gun at you? Junction Jack: Spend three years in a bamboo cage. I made a smelly in my shelly! Ok, um, Beetlejuice, get on the set, please. Greg the Bunny: Fine. And by the way, it's Bizzlebub... I think. And don't you say that name two more times. [drunk and wearing a lampshade on his head] Look at me, I'm a drunken cliché! He is just hugging my leg, right? | |
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