Shoo, fly, you bother me.
No, Helene and Andre believed in the sacredness of life. They wouldn’t harm anything… not even a fly.
Hate is baggage. Life’s too short to be pissed off all the time. It’s just not worth it.
But I’m so angry.
You’re a woman. You can hold on to it forever.
Do you know the Klingon proverb that tells us revenge is a dish that is best served cold?
Do you know that scotch was actually invented by a little old lady in Russia? Huh? Not many people know this.
This drink is better than sex, baby.
The best drink in existence is the Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster, the effect of which, is like having your brains smashed out with a slice of lemon… wrapped around a large gold brick.
I’d like to stay and taste my first champagne.
Champagne’s funny stuff. I’m used to whiskey. Whiskey is a slap on the back and champagne’s a heavy mist before my eyes.
Marty McFly:
How many did he have?
Bartender:
Just one.
Marty McFly:
Just the one?
Bartender:
There’s a fella who can’t hold his liquor.
No. No, Mother, I have not been drinking. No. No. These two men, they poured a whole bottle of bourbon into me. No, they didn’t give me a chaser.
So you can take your cheap horse piss that you call whiskey – which, by the way, is spelled without an ‘e’ and is nothing compared to a single-malt scotch – and you can go fuck yourself.
-“BB”-
Why don’t you quit cryin’ and get me some bourbon?
Vodka is a luxury we have. Caviar is a luxury we have. Time is not.
They say time is the fire in which we burn.
How about this time travel ad? “Wanted: Someone to go back in time with me. This is not a joke. You’ll get paid after we get back. Must bring your own weapons. Safety not guaranteed. I have only done this once before.”
Oh, you beautiful babes from England, for whom we have traveled through time. Will you go to the prom with us in San Dimas? We will have a most triumphant time.
Be excellent to each other.
Excellent, just the thing for unwinding after a rough day at the office.