Release the flying monkeys!
He can fly!
He can fly!
He can talk!!
Take your stinking paws off me, you damned dirty ape!
And so, onward and upward the tired trekkers trudged on feverished footsies over perilous paths. When they beheld the mighty Ape Mountain, they reacted with awe.
Right turn, Clyde!
I had the air-conditioning checked. I don’t know what for. You never allow me to turn it on.
Some Like It Hot
I love the smell of napalm in the morning.
“I must concede, it was a masterful move on Coin’s part. The idea that I was bombing our own helpless children to hold back the rebels…It turned the last of my guards against me. There was no resistance left inside the Capitol or the mansion. Do you know it aired live? There’s a particular savvy in that, isn’t there? I’m sure she wasn’t gunning for your sister, but… these things happen in war.”
You’re growing up too fast. Ten year olds shouldn’t be celebrating war and talking politics.
Our daughters’ daughters will adore us
And they’ll sing in grateful chorus
“Well done, Sister Suffragette!”
So vote once, vote tuh-wice, for Bill McKay… you middle-class honkies.
Larry, we’re not electing the fucking Pope here. Just tell me who won.
My name… Jose Jimenez.
My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
You first.
Let’s drink first. Perhaps pretty words will follow.
You use your tongue prettier than a twenty dollar whore.
He got a real pretty mouth ain’t he?
You kiss your mother with that mouth?