The Ghostbusters phrase I use whenever a “*now *he tells me” moment has occurred: "Important safety tip, thanks, Egon."
From another Bill Murray movie, whenever somebody shows up conspicuously late, I glance at my imaginary wristwatch and say “Nice team spirit, Morty.”
For similar situations, my MAS*H buddies and I will always simultaneously mutter “Chickie, the House Dick!” I never use it anywhere else, because nobody else even understands the reference to “house dick.”
Any sight or reference to Key lime pie brings out a few lines from the opening scene of “Natural Born Killers”
“I haven’t had Key lime pie in… ten years”
“Well, when you had it, did you like it?”
“Nah, but that doesn’t mean much. I was a completely different person back then.”
There’s also a scene where a cameraman is going to get shot for lack of a working camera when he suddenly says he has some portable blahblah and can get a working feed off that. The way Mickey Knox says “Very innovative!” gets copied by me when I see, hear or make a makeshift suggestion. Interestingly, I’m not even much of a fan of the movie but it does have some memorable lines.
On a different track, the actual line from Oran ‘Juice’ Jones’ “The Rain” was “You was with The Juice!” but it’s morphed into “You coulda had The Juice!” whenever my wife or kid takes a drink other than juice when it’s available.
New one. I can see in the future making a statement and ridiculously emphasizing the last word. Related to Elaine in Seinfeld and "It was a damp and chilly afternoon so I decided to put on MY SWEATSHIRT. "
My wife said “Your math grade is terrible!” and my middle-school son (ok, hers, too, but in that moment he was channeling the genes I gave him) immediately retorted with “Terrible? Nuh, uh, prison rape’s terrible, math’s just annoying.”
I know a guy who’ll quip, usually in response to a stupid Republican idea: “And, that’s why the good lord gave us plenty of ammunition!”
To a very large drunk woman who’d poured herself into a tiny tank top and torn short shorts that she couldn’t button: “Good for you! Not many people could pull off that look…”
Wish I could say stuff like that … out loud (I do in my head, of course).
When I’m listening to NPR and the announcer says “This program is made possible by a grant from the Robert Wood Johnson Foundation”, my inner twelve year old wants to say “Huh huh, you said ‘wood johnson’”, in the voice of Butthead of Beavis and Butthead.
My kid works at the Robert Wood Johnson Hospital. Whenever friends ask her what she does in my presence, I jump in with my NPR voice: “My daughter’s rent is made possible by a grant from the Robert Wood Johnson Foundation”
My brain immediately goes with “Inigo Montoya…”
Fun Fact: We were taken as guests to a church service in the rural south. Were told that, as honored guests, we were required to wear name tags. Across the top they proclaimed MY NAME IS…
No one asked if they had to prepare to die.
Disappointing.
Last time I go to a Southern-Fried Baptist church.