101 - The Crawling Eye
Riffs you quote here will appear randomly in the above.
Servo: " Well, the bad thing was. The movie ...was ambitious, but it lacked vision."
Mountain flossing really rappels me.
Oh, it's just a painting, my mistake.
'Strangled him?...Worse than that!' "Killed him"
'Tore his head off!' "then it strangled him"
'I wish everybody would stop treating me like an invalid!' "How bout' a wheelchair?"
Directed by Us!!!
This must be a Paramount picture.
He carries a pistol in his pajamas!
What do you think that pocket's for? Kleenex?
Aren't you kind of fat to be climbing a mountain?
The Certs Encounter...
Sounds like a bad Popeye impression, to me...
- Her nightgown!
- She's not in there...
Why did they bring so much licorice?!
She can eat corn on the cob through a picket fence.
Get me six bags of onions and a giant eye chart!
"Dear Diary, once again, the fat guy got the bed."
Too many things missing! "Like a plot!"
Be quiet. There's a lot of destruction we should be paying attention to.
Hans is on the fritz!
And THAT'S for killing the fat guy!
He said anchovies.
Is it my breath?
"Damn, I'm just too fat to climb a mountain"
He'll be up and spilling liquor in no time.
Now they gotta go back for the bear.
"Look at his head." - At least he's got one!
It's not for meee.
"You alright?" I feel so dirty...
"I'm gonna a throw a bomb at that one, you watch on the screen and see what happens." - One of your movies Forest?
Fire bomb? You just hired him!
Am I going to have time to change my pants when we get there?
I feel safe in your arms Joel.
Yes, it is.
Directed by us!
"He's washed his Hans of it."
Geneva...that's a big convention town, isn't it?
I can tell you that help's on it's way. "I can't guarantee you'll survive."
"Well, they seemed to buy it."
Don't pull too hard his head might be attached to something... oh.
You're thinking of a color... There's someone in the room named 'Bob' (shut up)... Two super-powers will unite to fight a third (stop it!)... Two brothers will reach the Senate. One will become President. Both will die! (shhhh, hush!)
Maybe she's not psychic. Maybe she's controlling him. If she shuts up maybe he'll sit down.
Damn, I'm just too fat to be climbing a mountain.
I love it! Larry's corneas are bleeding!
"Hey look, they're being followed by a movie!"
"Who knows what is happening millions of miles out in space?" Sagan knows.
I'm fat. I'm fat and awake… he keeps calling me. Thanks for calling me, jerk!
Give him this --- maybe he'll put himself out.
Give me six bags of onions and an eye chart.
Geneva --- that's quite a convention town.
Maybe that's what those eyes want, contacts.
I don't think *outside* is the place to get fresh air right now.
I feel the need... the NEED FOR SPEED. Or an anti-depressant.
Joel's getting really eye-rate.
That eye is lashing out at society.
I think he has conjunctivitis.
Someone with a really big butt sat there.
And *that's* for killing the fat guy.
Yeah, that's a good idea. Solder him back together.
What are they gonna do next; have him drive a forklift, you guys? Glutton for punishing others.
"I don't think you'd understand, Philip." You're much too stupid.
"Officially, there's nothing I can do." Except sit here and drink heavily.
Why don't they give him something to study that he can pronounce.
"There's too many things missing." Like a plot.
"We wanna make the house before nightfall." We've got a death scene to make.
Hey! Dibs! Dibs! Everything in my lap, I get!
Mountain flossing really repels me.
"All these stories are nonsense" "What stories?" Nonsense stories!
♫ The hills are alive and it's getting scary... ♫
"Kingsford™ Eyeballs: Edges light quick... burn clean..."
"I like mine Mesquite-grilled."
"What's a giant eye gonna' do to you, anyway? Pick you up and wink you to death?"
"He's just misunderstood."
"Most dead people are."
"He's wearing Mr. Spock's jammies!"
"Bozo the Cloud."
"Professor, what's the matter? Why does she behave like this?"
"She's a Method Actor."
"It's a cloud of baked beans, I think."
"Joel, what about head games...?"
"And head trips...?"
"And how d'you explain head cheese?"
"Well... head cheese... I don't explain head cheese, but here are some people who do..."
"They shouldn't have been climbing without a guide... or shoes."
"We're the Hat Brothers!"
These aren't my clothes...
They'll drink anything. (repeats every time the sisters are introduced)
Here I come to save the day!
These 4 brave men [aaah!] Two brave men [aaah!] Uh, 2 brave men, soon to go down in the annuls of history!
Look out he's going to light his nose!
She can eat corn on the cob through a picket fence.
That'll make the mascara run.....
What color is the sky in your world?
Great- we saw how well he did with the booze,
now let's give him something thats lit.
"What a lovely matte painting!"
"The light at the end of the credits!"
"Dear diary, once again the fat guy got the bed"
"She is chasing rabbits in her sleep."
"Even without pants."
Could be the pizza man.
Saved in the blink of an eye.
It's really picturesque.
hey you guys, they're being followed by a movie.
"See now this is where your weatherizing would really pay off. They're probably losing 70 percent of their heat out that door."
"I didn't know they got cable."
(hands over bottle of bills)
"He prescribed those for Elvis."
"You were talking in your sleep."
"Did I give away any secrets?"
"Just that you're a man."
You got that hat from Mike Nesmith!
"Good name, bad actor"
Two brothers will reach the Senate. One will become President. Both will die.
(Some people can climb it, and some can't) Some can read dialogue, and some can't!
Now they're going to have to wait all day for that cable guy to show up.
'Any change?' No change- couple of bills; went through her purse, found MY comb...
429 matches exactly. Exactly 429.
I'm Popeye the Sailor Man, I've got some guy's head in my hands...
Let's get the dog drunk next.
"Gemini: you will be attracted to a crawling eye. Leos figure prominently."
"Trollenberg, home of the Crawling Eye! All stops lead to a bloody death!"
"It was ambitious but it lacked vision"
Quick I need five bags of onions and a giant eye chart.
I am Mount Svengali. You will do as I say.
"His head! It was torn off!" You say it, like it's a bad thing.