308 - Gamera vs. Gaos
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Model tanks aren't working, captain!
"It's just a theory." Itchy, what do you think?
"Quite a strong wind in here." Uh, that's me. Sorry.
Oh, flying hell-beast. Seen it.
It's too hot! The water's boiling! Aaaaaaah!
I'll stand up here and keep throwing things.
What are we doing in this scene all of a sudden?
Gamera broke my heart once...but I guess I still love him.
Model police! In color!
"We've got another problem besides the land owners."
The strap on my helmet broke!
Don't you do it! Don't you do it! I got no place else to go!
Let's do it, let's fall in love.
I run this place.
I am tripping hard.
I'll be anything you want me to be.
Put your shoes on. We're at grandma's.
Let's form the republic! Wheee!
Wall Drug, 10,000 miles.
“…it was all right when we left here yesterday.”
“Yeah, sometime between yesterday and right now, pretty much.”
I'm guessing he's thinking if he touches that monster he's getting a merit badge.
This was no boating accident!
Huh huh, I love to laugh, long and loud and clear.
Arright, Arright, I'm in the tub!
Did he just tear his shorts?
mob rhubarb...strike rhubarb...
Hey, they're flying over a pot roast! Looks delicious.
Servo to dog: You miserable son of a ... .
Well, I'll have to defer to Ichi on this one.
Tear his clothes off! Quick!
Hey, it's cold water! Haven't you men ever --
Oh, great, now, you've made the sun God mad - good one...
- He hit the Popeye convention!
- How embarasking...
Hey, look - Stix Hix Nix Flix!
Hey, who invited the elephant? ... I guess that's irrelevant...
Hey, if ya can't stand the heat, get outta the movie!
I'm only six. who do you think I am, Carl Sagan?!
Oh, boy, is Bob Saget gonna love this one...
It's a Gamera family album!
I will have my candy now!
*sniffle* And then we approach from the rear...using the same strategy we did at Normandy!
"...and people's hopes are fading."
My hope is fading.
I wish to play with clay now!
Was HE mooing?
I was fantastic last night!
Random bombing should do the trick!
The chief is calling you.
What, Sitting Bull?
Hey, you took my soul!
“… Not ever since I can remember.” Which is last Wednesday.
Look, I’m a doorman, leave me alone!
Now here we are on housing project hill... (hee, another great Dylan riff)
It's the Forest of the Trumpets!
Hey, somebody dropped their drawers!
It's Rex Dart: Eskimo Spy!
Game Over Man!
it's a good thing to do!
We must get rid of it! "Good Plan"
I don't believe it! Suddenly the kid's an authority on everything...
Hey! Who invited the Elephant?
Hang in there Baby! Friday's coming!
Sounds like somebody's leaning on the organ.
Steve McQueen!..is Bullitt!
I'm amused by the little pocket of jelly!
It says Harrieewood...
Sounds like Maynard Ferguson playing a Ballad...doesn't it?
Gaaos!...Gaaaaaos!...Daylight comes and me want go home!
And in case you're interested, mucilage tastes just like sweet honey! Mmmm...
"What's the point?"
No point. Just something to do.
He's turning into an artichoke!
Hey! My luggage!!!
And didn't our eyes get moist at this poignant moment?
Remember where we were when we saw that?
Can Ichi come out and play?
We're a mob! We don't need a headman!
What does the director do if all the planning is done?
I thought this was Ferris Wheel's...Day Off...
"Okay, let's face it. He likes blood, but not the way you make it."
You look at it, I'm bitter.
"I knew it would ring --- that's why I put the camera on it."
"What do you think it could BEEE?"
Something that makes us talk like Walter Brennen.
Uh, honey, can you hand me that 'Birds of Japan' book?
Who's making beer? I smell yeast!
Super Caarrr... Super Caarrr... Super Caarrr... Shovel Heaad!
Hey! Those helmets are multiplying.
AAAAAAH! More helmets!
Call me Mariah!
Welcome to this week's edition of "Eat the Press."
Well, tie a yellow coward 'round that old oak tree!
Oh no, its the cast of Head Injury Playhouse!
Farmer: "my horses! My cows! My men!
Crow: Everything that I love.
As Itchy is screaming at the farmers to leave his grandfather alone.
Crow: "Quick, put pencil under his tongue"
Crow: Hey could we get this sub-plot out of the road, please? C'mon. Trying to kill a monster here.
"The leaders are in the lab creating a suitable substitute (for blood.)"
Joel: So why don't you two head over there"
Crow: I'm sending over a couple of blood donors.
"(we've) created a substance that is similar to human blood both in smell and it taste."
Servo: "Who tested it?
"Goas is known to like human blood."
Crow: "Hey, but who doesn't"
Servo: "Holiday Inn; towering a full four stories over the city."
"We have to lure him (Gaos) into daylight."
Servo "Then we can beat the daylights out of him.
I know, I know, I have a good heart and I love children.
Crow - "Yeah, bring the stuff, the crap, and the junk...and that thing."
Tom Servo - "...and the other thing."
"I didn't know TENNESSEE TUXEDO was in this movie."
PIZZA !!! PIZZA !!!
"You know wild horses couldn't drag this plot any further."
"That's what the Japanese Eye Doctor drives, a Cataract."
"He's got the PEZ jaw going here, every time he screams a piece of candy comes out."
"Listen... Isaac Stern? Yitzak Perlman? No, it's Yo-Yo Ma!"
"My Mama was a saint!"
"Hey, they're flying over a pot roast! Looks delicious!"
"And there's a little pocket of mint jelly!... And the mint jelly's attacking!"
"And, the student body of Yale, as the townspeople."
It's good, but it's not as good as blood classic!
"He's moving up!" To the East Side...
"Hey, stop that!" You'll go blind!
Will somebody milk Grampa?? He's in a lot of pain!
How's that pole coming, Mom?
All right, it's a last resort, but send up the peal & eat humans!
Hey, they char-broiled his foot - Get the KC Masterpiece!
Grace Jones takes one to the head!
I can't believe I'm hiding behind a dingleberry!
Welcome to this week's edition of "Eat the Press"
... so why don't you two head over there. (they leave)
Yeah, I'm sending over a couple of blood donors.
DIE! FROG! DIE!
Come inside honey, let's get you some pancake batter.
Oh no, it's the cast of head injury playhouse!
Itchy did an etch ah sketch.
I should've taken that job @ Honda.
Mom,if the U.N. calls I'm playing with my slot car.
I don't know where my friend went but there's a pile of poop here with shoes in it.
hey kids, the word of the day is : Booger! boogerboogerboogerbooger-WAH!
Do all Japanese children have to dress like Fisher Price people?