111 - Moon Zero Two
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It's Hee-Haw 1999!
Hokay Mr. Fawlty!
He's from Barcelona...
It's LEGO moonbase!
They're so rich they go to the movies and don't even watch them.
Woah, he's got VPL in a bad way!
Are those the Blue Meanies?
Wow, they're so versatile. It's like Swan Lake-a-Go-Go.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure... don't you have to go make some elfin' cookies?
"Hey, it looks like his stone passed him!"
"Hairpieces by Alexander Calder."
"Hey, it looks like Liza Minnelli and Lola Falanna had a garage sale!"
"D-Cups as far as the eye can see!"
"Don't you listen to what the man said!"
"Here, I don't need it. I already have Pete Rose."
"You can't tell this man anything about anything."
"But feel free to tell him something about nothing or a little about a lot."
"Darn those spacecoons-- they got into the garbage again..."
Wow. Apparently I'm dead.
If she's dead, I can scoop her out and make a terrarium out of her!
Capt. Kemp: Now you sold him his air bottles. You sell ALL air bottles around here.
Crow: Yeah, but I distinctly remember NOT selling that air bottle.
Who decided freeform jazz was the right thing for this soundtrack?
Capt. Kemp: Quick! Into your suit!
Tom: Damn, I thought we were taking those suits off.
Capt. Kemp: It's all shot to hell.
Crow: What? The plot?
Capt. Kemp: It's 200 degrees below zero in here.
Tom: What's the wind chill though?
Wow! Lawn and garden attachments. That guy's got all the candy.
You know, just how disappointed would you be if you never saw your brother alive again?
You ever think about renting out your forehead for advertising?
Okay! You're 12. I'm a hundred! I get it already!
Crow: Why are they all English?
Joel: Cuz they're the only ones that are able to simulate being out of direct sunlight.
Hey, it's the same dance with different hats but it's a completely different experience!
Ah, I'm intrinsically evil and I've got a new jogging suit I'm showing off.
Looks like these guys got suited up for a foosball game.
"There's more than one way to skin a cat." Everyone says that but nobody ever tells me what the other way is!
Hey, her boots are eating her!
Is that Richard Kiel's stupider brother?
This is me playing Breakout!
Fourth floor; tyrannical tycoon, loose women.
Hey pal, I got a small part, let me finish my own lines if you don't mind.
Nice bar. Crummy atmosphere though.
We're almost walking off the set. Would you mind walking the other way?
Yeah yeah, sure. Don't you have to go make some elfin cookies?
"No air, no vegetation, one-sixth gravity." Yeah, but on the good side, no Howie Mandel.
Wow. Did he get that shirt at a Molly Hatchet concert?
Let's go back and look at the moon. Maybe they're showing the feature now!
It's a renegade air-conditioning unit.
It's an orbiting garden weasel! ...and an orbiting space ferret.
Oh look at that! He's beating the titles out of him!
Tom: You look like Goldie Hawn on Laugh-In.
Crow: Except for the hair.
Tom: And the body...
Hey I didn't know the Russians had cartoons.
Is this a Pink Panther movie?
That's a good seal impression.
Hey, it's the original Space Mountain! What do ya know! And look, the line is still long.
In the future, bras will grow on the moon. Cross my heart.
"I suggest you look up front." While I check out the rear.
"Your ship is different in ... other ways"
You mean no toilet paper? yeah, sorry about that.
Col. Mustard, in the command module, with laser bolos.
I'm convinced! Oh, it's a gun...
"I couldn't land on your brother's claim." That would hurt.
They dress their stewardess's like Nazis'
( That ain't KOSHER )
Feel free to tell him something about nothing, or little about a lot....
"Is there a seven second delay? Can I swear?"
She looks like "Dot" Vader
Yeah, but to make it a splash guard for a urinal?
"So what's so special about one asteroid?" It's worth bonus points, you go on the next screen.
Rock it, Joel!
Test your love,..."Flaming!"...Great!...
In space, no one can hear a wedgie.
picked up a nintendo power glove there...
In space, no one can art direct.
Moon Zero Mostel!
We're going to have to jettison your moustache, you realize.
On July 22, 1969, a man first set foot on the surface of the moon. His name: Vince Lombardi.
Hey, it's really quiet in space, isn't it? Yeah, except for the distant sound of trumpets.
uh, I'm sorry I was dreaming about rabbits.
I'm here for the Gumby wedding
In space, no one can hear you yawn.
Seems like a waste of cargo space to bring along their own conga band.
Huston, I just spotted an animated cartoon on the surface of the Moon.