I came to kick ass and chew gagh. And I’m all out of gagh.
The Sleeper has awakened! We cloned him from his nose!
“Gamera! I choose you!”
“Ah! The giant monster known as Pikachu is attacking Tokyo!”
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Gort and Mindy: “Klaatu Barada Nanu.”
“Meet Bella Swan. A dull, insipid girl of no notable qualities. In a moment, Ms Swan is about to become the object of desire of otherworldly creatures who think that she is utterly beautiful and will do anything to have her. Bella may be amazed at this. But such unlikely events are the norm here. In The Twilight Zone.”
We are fighting for our right to live. To exist. And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day the world declared in one voice: “We will not go quietly into the night!” We will not vanish without a fight! We’re going to live on! We’re going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day! Gozer the Gozerian… good evening. As a duly designated representative of the City, County and State of New York, I order you to cease any and all supernatural activity and return forthwith to your place of origin or to the nearest convenient parallel dimension.
The womp rat lays on its back, its belly baking in the hot sun, beating its legs trying to turn itself over. But it can’t. Not with out your help. But you’re not helping. Why is that, Anakin?
Hawkmen! It’s full of stars!
To ME, Hammer of Grabthar!
For Odin, for the All-Spark!
(In the voice of Optimus Prime) I’ve got this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side
I’m sorry, Chell, I’m afraid I can’t let you do that, you monster…
Nancybuttons sells a button that reads:
2001 Dalmations: “My Stars! It’s Full of Dogs!”
Browsing the Nancybutton catalog is as much of a black hole for your time as clicking on TVTropes. Be warned: http://www.nancybuttons.com/
HAWKMEN! Never give up! Never Surrender!
(Any line spoken by Brian Blessed is assumed to be in all caps.)
GORMAN: I thought you never missed, Roy.
RIPLEY, SEEING ROYS “BLOOD:” You never said anything about there being android on board!
BURKE: Sorry, it’s standard procedure.
ROY: Is there a problem?
BURKE: On Ripleys last mission, the Android…
ROY: I prefer the term replicant.
BURKE: Right. The replicant malfunctioned and deaths were involved.
ROY: I’m shocked. What model was it?
BURKE: Tyrell Industries. Nexus 6.
We are the Borg, you will be assimilated, Share and Enjoy!
Admiral Akbar: “Target the Reavers. Target the Reavers! Target everyone – Somebody fire!”
Live long and don’t forget your towel
Mr Sulu, take us out, ludicrous speed-second star from the right and straight on till morning!
Kirk: open the shuttle bay doors, Bones
McCoy: I’m sorry, Jim, I’m afraid I can’t do that.
Kirk: What’s the problem?
McCoy: I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do.
Kirk: What are you talking about?
McCoy: Dammit Jim, I’m a doctor, not a HAL-9000
Dinosaurs! On a space ship! Shiny!
He who controls the Spice controls the Big Bang Burger Bar.
“I’d just as soon kiss a wookiee. Does your wookiee kiss?”
“No.”
“Nice wookiee.”
Huge Kiss
“I thought you said your wookiee did not kiss!”
“That is not my wookiee.”
Ripley: How long after we’re declared overdue can we expect a rescue?
Hicks: [pause] Seventeen days.
Hudson: Seventeen days? Hey man, I don’t wanna rain on your parade, but we’re not gonna last seventeen hours! Those things are gonna come in here just like they did before. And they’re gonna come in here…
Ripley: Hudson!
Hudson: …and they’re gonna come in here AND THEY’RE GONNA GET US!
Ripley: Hudson! This little girl survived longer than that with no weapons, just the Weirding Way.