"I HAVE NIPPLES GREG,CAN YOU MILK ME?"

Chazz: Mind-bottling, isn't it?
Jimmy: Did you just say mind-bottling?
Chazz: Yeah, mind-bottling. You know, when things are so crazy it gets your thoughts all trapped, like in a bottle?

Chip Douglas: He who hesitates, masturbates.

"I would rather fight with you than make love with anyone else"

~The Wedding Date

Hasta lavista scwartznigga. (White Chicks)

“What do tigers dream of when they take their little tiger snooze?
Do they dream of mauling zebras, or Halle Berry in her Catwoman suit?
Don’t you worry your pretty striped head, we’re gonna get you back to Tyson and your cozy tiger bed.
And then we’re gonna find our best friend Doug, and then we’re gonna give him a best friend hug.
Doug, Doug, oh, Doug, Dougie, Dougie, Doug, Doug!
But if he’s been murdered by crystal meth tweakers, then we’re *kitten* out of luck.”


Ethan Tremblay: My father loved coffee, and now we loved him as coffee.

Scene from "The Help"

[flashback to the day Minny had baked a chocolate pie and went over to Hilly's]

Hilly Holbrook: So, nobody wanted to hire a sass mouthin' thievin'' Negro? Did they?
[as she's eating Minny's pie]

Hilly Holbrook: Pie is as good as always, Minny.

Minny Jackson: I'm glad you like it.

Hilly Holbrook: If I take you back, I'd have to cut your pay five dollars a week.

Minny Jackson: Take me back?
[referring to Minny's pie]

Minny Jackson: That good vanilla from Mexico and somethin' else real special.
[as Mrs. Walters comes over to cut herself a slice of the pie]

Minny Jackson: No! No. No. No, Miss Walters. That's Miss Hilly's special pie.

Hilly Holbrook: Mama can have a piece.
[pushes the pie in towards Minny]

Hilly Holbrook: Cut her one! Go get a plate.

Minny Jackson: Eat my ****!

Hilly Holbrook: What did you say?

Minny Jackson: I said, eat my *kitten*

Hilly Holbrook: Have you lost your mind?

Minny Jackson: No, ma'am. But you about to. Cause you just did.

Hilly Holbrook: Did what?

[Minny looks at her pie as if to confirm Hilly had eaten the pie which had her *kitten* in it]
[laughing as Hilly runs out of the dinning room to throw up the pie Minny had put *kitten* in]

Mrs. Walters: You didn't just eat one, you had two slices!

I couldn't stop laughing at that one!

From The Big Chill

How do you feel?
Like I got a great deal on a used car.

"Frau Blücher!"

*horse whinney*

" No one makes me bleed my own blood " Hahahaha

Motorcycle Cop: Tell me, officer, do you have any idea how fast you were going?

Mike: Well, I got a 426 hemi here, 3/4 cams, nitro boosters, I can get 'er up to as good as 155! Never do, though, of course, unless I'm chasing a cute chick in a Ferrari! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I guess I was goin' about... 65, tops.

Motorcycle Cop: SEVEN! SEVEN miles an hour! And normally, when I stop people, they pull onto the shoulder!

Scarface: "Yo! They killed Killer, B! Yo, I think they killed Killer!"

Brian: "First of all to understand what happened to Killer, you gotta understand who Killer the dog was. Now Killer was born to a three-legged ***** of a mother. He was always ashamed of this, man. And then right after that he's adopted by this man, Tito Liebowitz; he's a small time gun runner and a rottweiler fight promoter. So, he puts Killer into training. They see Killer's good. He is damn good. But then he had the fight of his life. They pit him against his brother Nibbles. And killer said "no man! That's my brother! I can't fight Nibbles, man!" but they made him fight anyway, and Killer, he killed nibbles. Killer said "that's it!" he called off all his fights, and he started doing crack, and he freaked out. Then in a rage, he collapsed, and his heart no longer beat. wow."

Scarface: "Wow, yo, that's deep."

Thurgood Jenkins: "You know, uh, I never thought I'd say this to anybody, but you two smoke entirely too much reefer."

Have I told you lately how much I love you! haha! You are freaking hilarious!

:flowerforyou: I U too!!

Not a movie, but it's my favorite quote from my fav TV show: Supernatural.

Dean: I mean, come on Sam. What are we doing?
Sam: We're hunting a ghost.
Dean: A ghost, exactly. Who does that?
Sam: Us.
Dean: Us, right. And that Sam is exactly why our lives suck. I mean come on, we hunt monsters. What the hell? Normal people, they see a monster and they run, not us. No, no, no we search out things that want to kill us, yeah, huh, or eat us. You know who does that? Crazy people. We are insane.
(pause)
Dean: And then there's the bad diner food. And the skeevy motel rooms. And then the truck stop waitress with the bizarre rash. I mean who wants this life Sam? Huh? Seriously? I mean do you actually like being stuck in a car with me eight hours a day every day? I don't think so. I mean, I drive too fast and listen to the same five albums over and over and over again and... and... and I sing along and I know I'm annoying and I know that. And you, you're gassy. You eat half a burrito and you're toxic. I mean, you know what?
(throws keys to Sam)
Dean: You can forget it.
Sam: Whoa, Dean. Where are you going?
Dean: Stay away from me, Sam. Okay? 'Cause I am done with it. I'm done with the monsters and the hellhounds and the ghost sickness and the damn apocalypse! I'm out. I'm done. I quit.

From the human centipede: Feed her! FEED HER!

Where do you think you're going? Nobody's leaving. Nobody's walking out on this fun, old-fashioned family Christmas. No, no. We're all in this together. This is a full-blown, four-alarm holiday emergency here. We're gonna press on, and we're gonna have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny f'ing Kaye. And when Santa squeezes his fat white *kitten* down that chimney tonight, he's gonna find the jolliest bunch of *kitten* this side of the nuthouse.

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Sparky!!!!