Listen closely… not for very much longer… I’ve got to keep control.
Remember the starfish in Montego bay? How would I know that if he wasn’t here? Hey Molly, I know about the green underwear that you wrote your name on! I’d never get over that, I tell you that.
There’s one more thing. A terrible presence is in there with her.
Can Stitch say goodbye?
You can come and play now.
Okay, I just hope we don’t wake up on Mars or something surrounded by millions of little squashy guys.
The claw chooses who will go and who will stay.
She was delighted by his suggestion of a partner-picking party. Certainly it was not against anything in her understanding of regulations.
Are you saying you want to lodge a complaint with Star Command?
You crossed the line first, sir. You squeezed them, you hammered them to the point of desperation.
Longer than you think, Dad! Longer than you think! Held my breath when they gave me the gas! Wanted to see! I saw! I saw! Longer than you think!
Where am I?
Back from the dead. I’ve saved you.
My God! How?
By magic, of course. With a kiss, because I like you.
I love that movie! I always wish there had been sequels.
The emperor will be pleased with you–again.
“And one of those little old ladies looked at the two proposals before her and said, ‘This smells, but I don’t see how,’ so she took it to her beloved great-niece, who said, ‘You’re right, Auntie, this smells, but I don’t see how,’ who took the problem in turn to her devoted husband, better known as Emperor Gregor Vorbarra. Who handed it to his loyal Imperial Auditor, saying, and I quote here, ‘Here, Miles, you’re better at diving into the privy and coming up with the gold ring than anyone I know. Have a go.’ And I said, ‘Thank you, Sire,’ and took ship for Kibou-daini.”
“Forensic plumbing was once a sort of hobby of mine”
It seems you have discovered your unpleasant nature.
During the rectification of the Vuldrini, the traveler came as a large and moving Torg! Then, during the third reconciliation of the last of the McKetrick supplicants, they chose a new form for him: that of a giant Slor! Many Shuvs and Zuuls knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of the Slor that day, I can tell you!
Don’t give me any of that intelligent life crap, just give me something I can blow up.
“Where’s the kaboom? There was supposed to be an earth-shattering kaboom!”