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Sphinkx
Legacy Member
Nog enkele van die zalige reeks...
Fellas, don't drink that coffee! You'd never guess… there was a fish in the percolator.
Pete Martell: Mr. Cooper, how do you take it?
Dale Cooper: Black as midnight on a moonless night.
Pete Martell: Pretty black.
This must be where pies go when they die
Ben… as your attorney, your friend, and your brother… I strongly suggest that you get yourself a better lawyer.
The owls are not what they seem.
Nog enkele maanden en dan komt eindelijk S2 uit op DVD... Die staat echt wel op nr 1 in mijn verlanglijstje...
Fellas, don't drink that coffee! You'd never guess… there was a fish in the percolator.
Pete Martell: Mr. Cooper, how do you take it?
Dale Cooper: Black as midnight on a moonless night.
Pete Martell: Pretty black.
This must be where pies go when they die
Ben… as your attorney, your friend, and your brother… I strongly suggest that you get yourself a better lawyer.
The owls are not what they seem.
Nog enkele maanden en dan komt eindelijk S2 uit op DVD... Die staat echt wel op nr 1 in mijn verlanglijstje...
Lint
Legacy Member
Persoonlijk is Albert mijn absolute favo, die zijn quotes zijn zo zalig eh 
Albert: Will the next victim be a man or a woman?
Cooper: A woman.
Albert: What color hair will she have?
Cooper: Blonde.
Albert: What else?
Cooper: She's young, she's in high school, she's sexually active, she's taking drugs, and she's crying out for help.
Albert: Well damn Cooper, that really narrows it down, you're talking about half the high school girls in America.
Harry: You saw a giant?
Cooper: Yes.
Albert: Any relation to the dwarf?
Albert: Look, it's trying to think (over Sherrif Truman)
Albert: I've had enough of morons and halfwits, dolts, dunces, dullards and dumbbells, and you, chowderhead yokel, you blithering hayseed, you've had enough of me?"
Albert: Coop, about the uniform.
Cooper: Yes, Albert?
Albert: Usually, replacing the quit elegance of the dark suit and tie for the casual indifference of these muted earthtones is a form of fashion suicide. But, call me crazy, on you it works.
Albert die eerste keer binnen komt en ziet waar hij mee moet werken:
Albert: What the hell kind of a two-bit operation are they running out of this treehouse, Cooper?
Cooper: Albert, this is Sheriff Truman.
Albert: I have seen some slipshod backwater burgs, but the place takes the cake. What are we waiting for? Christmas? We've got work to do dammit! They're putting this girl in the ground tomorrow and we've wasted half the day traveling out here to the middle of nowhere.
Cooper: Albert, I suggest you and your team should get started.
Truman: I'll have one of my men escort you over to the morgue.
Albert: That'd be fine.
Cooper: Results from the local pathologist lab.
[Albert bekijkt het papier]
Albert: Welcome to amateur hour. Looks like an all-nighter boys.
Discussie of Albert een autopsy mag uitvoeren of niet:
Albert: Mr. Horne, I recognize that your position in this community necessitates venality, insincerity, and a certain irritating manner of expressing yourself. Superiority, however, is not a necessarily inherent trait. Therefore, please listen closely:
You can have a funeral any old time. You dig a hole, you plant a coffin. I, however, cannot perform these tests next year, next month, next week or even tomorrow -- I must perform them now. [Geluid van een boor die start]
I've got a lot of cutting and pasting to do, gentlemen, so please return to your porch rockers and resume whittling. [begint te boren in het hoofd van het lijk]
Over Andy:
Where do they keep his water dish?
Als Andy net met zijn hoofd ergens tegen liep:
And it's another great moment in law enforcement history.
Albert: You listen to ME!!! While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the fact
is I am a nay-sayer and a hatchet man in the fight against violence! I pride
myself in taking a punch and I'll gladly take another because I choose to live
my life in the company of Gandhi. My concerns are global. I absolutely reject revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of such a method... is love. I love you, Sheriff Truman.
En de 2e coolste is gewoon Gordon Cole (die doof is en altijd schreeuwt):
"COOPER, YOU REMIND ME TODAY OF A SMALL MEXICAN CHIHUAHUA."
Albert: Will the next victim be a man or a woman?
Cooper: A woman.
Albert: What color hair will she have?
Cooper: Blonde.
Albert: What else?
Cooper: She's young, she's in high school, she's sexually active, she's taking drugs, and she's crying out for help.
Albert: Well damn Cooper, that really narrows it down, you're talking about half the high school girls in America.
Harry: You saw a giant?
Cooper: Yes.
Albert: Any relation to the dwarf?
Albert: Look, it's trying to think (over Sherrif Truman)
Albert: I've had enough of morons and halfwits, dolts, dunces, dullards and dumbbells, and you, chowderhead yokel, you blithering hayseed, you've had enough of me?"
Albert: Coop, about the uniform.
Cooper: Yes, Albert?
Albert: Usually, replacing the quit elegance of the dark suit and tie for the casual indifference of these muted earthtones is a form of fashion suicide. But, call me crazy, on you it works.
Albert die eerste keer binnen komt en ziet waar hij mee moet werken:
Albert: What the hell kind of a two-bit operation are they running out of this treehouse, Cooper?
Cooper: Albert, this is Sheriff Truman.
Albert: I have seen some slipshod backwater burgs, but the place takes the cake. What are we waiting for? Christmas? We've got work to do dammit! They're putting this girl in the ground tomorrow and we've wasted half the day traveling out here to the middle of nowhere.
Cooper: Albert, I suggest you and your team should get started.
Truman: I'll have one of my men escort you over to the morgue.
Albert: That'd be fine.
Cooper: Results from the local pathologist lab.
[Albert bekijkt het papier]
Albert: Welcome to amateur hour. Looks like an all-nighter boys.
Discussie of Albert een autopsy mag uitvoeren of niet:
Albert: Mr. Horne, I recognize that your position in this community necessitates venality, insincerity, and a certain irritating manner of expressing yourself. Superiority, however, is not a necessarily inherent trait. Therefore, please listen closely:
You can have a funeral any old time. You dig a hole, you plant a coffin. I, however, cannot perform these tests next year, next month, next week or even tomorrow -- I must perform them now. [Geluid van een boor die start
] I've got a lot of cutting and pasting to do, gentlemen, so please return to your porch rockers and resume whittling. [begint te boren in het hoofd van het lijk]
Over Andy:
Where do they keep his water dish?
Als Andy net met zijn hoofd ergens tegen liep:
And it's another great moment in law enforcement history.
Albert: You listen to ME!!! While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the fact
is I am a nay-sayer and a hatchet man in the fight against violence! I pride
myself in taking a punch and I'll gladly take another because I choose to live
my life in the company of Gandhi. My concerns are global. I absolutely reject revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of such a method... is love. I love you, Sheriff Truman.
En de 2e coolste is gewoon Gordon Cole (die doof is en altijd schreeuwt):
"COOPER, YOU REMIND ME TODAY OF A SMALL MEXICAN CHIHUAHUA."
ElPorro
Legacy Member
"The world is like one big pussy, waiting to be fucked"
~Tony Montana~
"I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse"
~Don Vito Corleone~
"The promise I was kingdomed"
"Lot on your knife!"
~Conan als 'm zat was (Ahnuld in Conan the Destroyer)~
"I'm gonna slice you 'n dice you, cut another hole in your ass, play tennis with your balls, if the phone rings don't answer the call, gonna slit your throat, fuck you like a goat, peel your foreskin off and make a wintercoat. Peace"
Geen echte quote, maar gewoon zalig gevonden...(Scary Movie)
~Tony Montana~
"I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse"
~Don Vito Corleone~
"The promise I was kingdomed"
"Lot on your knife!"
~Conan als 'm zat was (Ahnuld in Conan the Destroyer)~
"I'm gonna slice you 'n dice you, cut another hole in your ass, play tennis with your balls, if the phone rings don't answer the call, gonna slit your throat, fuck you like a goat, peel your foreskin off and make a wintercoat. Peace"
Geen echte quote, maar gewoon zalig gevonden...(Scary Movie)
potte
Legacy Member
Blackadder IV
Baldrick: No, the thing is: The way I see it, these days there's a war on, right? and, ages ago, there wasn't a war on, right? So, there must have been a moment when there not being a war on went away, right? and there being a war on came along. So, what I want to know is: How did we get from the one case of affairs to the other case of affairs?
Edmund: Do you mean "How did the war start?"
Baldrick: Yeah.
George: The war started because of the vile Hun and his villainous empire- building.
Edmund: George, the British Empire at present covers a quarter of the globe, while the German Empire consists of a small sausage factory in Tanganyika. I hardly think that we can be entirely absolved of blame on the imperialistic front.
George: Oh, no, sir, absolutely not. (aside, to Baldick) Mad as a bicycle!
Baldrick: I heard that it started when a bloke called Archie Duke shot an ostrich 'cause he was hungry.
Edmund: I think you mean it started when the Archduke of Austro-Hungary got shot.
Baldrick: Nah, there was definitely an ostrich involved, sir.
Edmund: Well, possibly. But the real reason for the whole thing was that it was too much effort *not* to have a war.
Baldrick: No, the thing is: The way I see it, these days there's a war on, right? and, ages ago, there wasn't a war on, right? So, there must have been a moment when there not being a war on went away, right? and there being a war on came along. So, what I want to know is: How did we get from the one case of affairs to the other case of affairs?
Edmund: Do you mean "How did the war start?"
Baldrick: Yeah.
George: The war started because of the vile Hun and his villainous empire- building.
Edmund: George, the British Empire at present covers a quarter of the globe, while the German Empire consists of a small sausage factory in Tanganyika. I hardly think that we can be entirely absolved of blame on the imperialistic front.
George: Oh, no, sir, absolutely not. (aside, to Baldick) Mad as a bicycle!
Baldrick: I heard that it started when a bloke called Archie Duke shot an ostrich 'cause he was hungry.
Edmund: I think you mean it started when the Archduke of Austro-Hungary got shot.
Baldrick: Nah, there was definitely an ostrich involved, sir.
Edmund: Well, possibly. But the real reason for the whole thing was that it was too much effort *not* to have a war.
Gromme
Legacy Member
Ford: [after being thrown into the airlock by a guard] Wash your filthy hands!
[looks around]
Ford: Don't panic... don't panic...
Arthur: So this is it. We're gonna die.
Ford: Yeah. We're gonna die.
[pauses]
Ford: No... no! What's this?
[goes over to control panel]
Arthur: What's that?
Ford: What's this...? What's this...?
[flips switch]
Ford: This... is... nothing. Yeah, we're gonna die.
Ghostly Image: It is most gratifying that your enthusiasm for our planet continues unabated. As a token of our appreciation, we hope you will enjoy the two thermonuclear missiles we've just sent to converge with your craft. To ensure ongoing quality of service, your death may be monitored for training purposes. Thank you.
Mr. Prosser: Do you know how much damage this bulldozer would sustain if I just let it roll over you?
Arthur: How much?
Mr. Prosser: None at all.
The Whale: Ahhh! Woooh! What's happening? Who am I? Why am I here? What's my purpose in life? What do I mean by who am I? Okay okay calm down calm down get a grip now. Ooh, this is an interesting sensation. What is it? Its a sort of tingling in my... well I suppose I better start finding names for things. Lets call it a... tail! Yeah! Tail! And hey, whats this roaring sound, wooshing past what I'm suddenly gonna call my head? Wind! Is that a good name? It'll do. Yeah, this is really exciting. I'm dizzy with anticipation! Or is it the wind? There's an awful lot of that now isn't it? And whats this thing coming toward me very fast? So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like 'Ow', 'Ownge', 'Round', 'Ground'! Thats it! Ground! Ha! I wonder if it'll be friends with me? Hello Ground!
[Dies]
Arthur: Normality? We can talk about normality until the cows come home.
Ford: What is normal?
Trillian: What is home?
Zaphod: What're cows?
Arthur: I think I should tell you, I don't date single cell organisms.
Trillian: Well, maybe I'm de-evolving?
[looks around]
Ford: Don't panic... don't panic...
Arthur: So this is it. We're gonna die.
Ford: Yeah. We're gonna die.
[pauses]
Ford: No... no! What's this?
[goes over to control panel]
Arthur: What's that?
Ford: What's this...? What's this...?
[flips switch]
Ford: This... is... nothing. Yeah, we're gonna die.
Ghostly Image: It is most gratifying that your enthusiasm for our planet continues unabated. As a token of our appreciation, we hope you will enjoy the two thermonuclear missiles we've just sent to converge with your craft. To ensure ongoing quality of service, your death may be monitored for training purposes. Thank you.
Mr. Prosser: Do you know how much damage this bulldozer would sustain if I just let it roll over you?
Arthur: How much?
Mr. Prosser: None at all.
The Whale: Ahhh! Woooh! What's happening? Who am I? Why am I here? What's my purpose in life? What do I mean by who am I? Okay okay calm down calm down get a grip now. Ooh, this is an interesting sensation. What is it? Its a sort of tingling in my... well I suppose I better start finding names for things. Lets call it a... tail! Yeah! Tail! And hey, whats this roaring sound, wooshing past what I'm suddenly gonna call my head? Wind! Is that a good name? It'll do. Yeah, this is really exciting. I'm dizzy with anticipation! Or is it the wind? There's an awful lot of that now isn't it? And whats this thing coming toward me very fast? So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like 'Ow', 'Ownge', 'Round', 'Ground'! Thats it! Ground! Ha! I wonder if it'll be friends with me? Hello Ground!
[Dies]
Arthur: Normality? We can talk about normality until the cows come home.
Ford: What is normal?
Trillian: What is home?
Zaphod: What're cows?
Arthur: I think I should tell you, I don't date single cell organisms.
Trillian: Well, maybe I'm de-evolving?
-Helld0g-
Legacy Member
Thales zei:
derka derka derka stan! (ofzoiet, de naam van een stad met terroristen)
It seems I.N.T.E.L.L.I.G.E.N.C.E. was wrong, that was bad! very bad I.N.T.E.L.L.I.G.E.N.C.E.! (waarbij intelligence dus een supercomputer voorstelt, inspeling op de term die ze anders gebruiken voor informatie dus
)Put your guns down! (terrorist begint te schieten, team amerika knalt iedereen overhoop) -> They never listen...
zalige film Team Amerika !
StarWars: alles dat naar The Dark Side verwijst
je voelt gewoon de kracht van de donkere zijde op de manier dat ze het zeggen en de muziek die er gespeeld wordtVintage Hifi
Legacy Member
"Et là, je ferme la porte et je crie: "ce tombeau sera votre tombeau !"
- "Ah pas mal..."
"Parce que j'avais aussi pensé à "bande de chacals, vous allez tous crever comme des chacals !" mais ça faisait deux fois chacal donc...
Quoi ? On dit des chacaux ?"
- - - - - - - -
- "Il est où le problème ?"
"La porte au plafond là..."
- "Ca ? Mais j'an-ti-cipe ! Si vous voulez faire un deuxième étage, paf ! Vous pouvez parce qu'il y a déjà une porte pour y accéder ! Et ce carrelage, là, il est pas magnifique ?"
- - - - - - - -
"Pas de pierres, pas de construction. Pas de construction, pas de palais. Pas de palais... pas de palais. "
- - - - - - - -
"Imhotep."
- " 'tep".
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Eén van de grappigste films van de laatste paar jaar.
En nog eentje die iedereen wel kent:
- "One day lad, all this will be yours!"
"What, the curtains?"
- "Ah pas mal..."
"Parce que j'avais aussi pensé à "bande de chacals, vous allez tous crever comme des chacals !" mais ça faisait deux fois chacal donc...
Quoi ? On dit des chacaux ?"
- - - - - - - -
- "Il est où le problème ?"
"La porte au plafond là..."
- "Ca ? Mais j'an-ti-cipe ! Si vous voulez faire un deuxième étage, paf ! Vous pouvez parce qu'il y a déjà une porte pour y accéder ! Et ce carrelage, là, il est pas magnifique ?"
- - - - - - - -
"Pas de pierres, pas de construction. Pas de construction, pas de palais. Pas de palais... pas de palais. "
- - - - - - - -
"Imhotep."
- " 'tep".
- - - - - - - -
Eén van de grappigste films van de laatste paar jaar.
En nog eentje die iedereen wel kent:
- "One day lad, all this will be yours!"
"What, the curtains?"
Het archief is een bevroren moment uit een vorige versie van dit forum, met andere regels en andere bazen. Deze posts weerspiegelen op geen enkele manier onze huidige ideeën, waarden of wereldbeelden en zijn op sommige plaatsen gecensureerd wegens ontoelaatbaar. Veel zijn in een andere tijdsgeest gemaakt, al dan niet ironisch - zoals in het ironische subforum Off-Topic - en zouden op dit moment niet meer gepost (mogen) worden. Toch bieden we dit archief nog graag aan als informatiedatabank en naslagwerk. Lees er hier meer over of start een gesprek met anderen.