A boat this big doesn’t exactly stop on a dime… and if we’re too close, we’ll drift right into the back of him
Now this was a superior machine. Ten grand worth of gimmicks and high-priced special effects. The rear windows lit up with a touch like frogs in a dynamite pond. The dashboard was full of esoteric lights and dials and meters that I would never understand.
Wait a minute, Doc. Ah… Are you telling me that you built a time machine… out of a DeLorean?
What’s up, Doc?
I warn you, I’m a chiropractor! I will use my skills negatively!
Cool, whatever you say, slick, but I need to tell you something about all your skills. As of right now, they mean precisely… dick.
Hey, Ab-bo---------------tt!
Ash: I got news for you, pal. You ain’t leading but two things right now: Jack and Shit. And, Jack left town.
Get your dick back in here
Come back! Come back and fight! Dogs aren’t dangerous!
Oh my God… you’re rabid!
I don’t shower much.
What an incredible smell you’ve discovered!
Are you, Alice, menstruating right now?
Alice! Will you kindly pay attention to your history lesson.
Mott the Hoople AGAIN?
Lead guitar… Zack Attack. On bass… Posh Spice. On keyboards, Mr. Cool. And on drums, Spazzy McGee. OK, Blondie, Brace Face, you’re singing backup. All right, Tough Guy, Shortstop, Fancy Pants, get over here. You’re on security detail.
Didn’t you bring someone bigger with you? Like the police?
So there’s me, and Keith Moon, and David Crosby, breaking into that little sweets shop, eh. Well, instead of a guard dog, they’ve got this bloody great big Bengal tiger. I managed to take out the tiger with a can of mace, but the shopowner and his son… that’s a different story altogether. I had to beat them to death with their own shoes. Nasty business, really. But, sure enough, I got the M&Ms, and Ozzy went on stage and did a great show.
I know you. You’re Shere Khan, the tiger.