AWKWARD ZOMBIE

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Tom Servo: Mike, this encyclopedia is absolutely worthless for my biography report of Roland Gift.
Crow: Yeah Mike, it's really old. It lists Hitler as "a fairly stable veteran of The Great War."
Mike: Oh come on, they're not that old. They're fine.
Tom Servo: Oh yeah? It mentions the light bulb as "a charming theory."
Crow: Yeah, and Congress is spelled with an F. What is that? Congreff?
Mike: Well, I used them when I was a kid. They seemed fine then.
Crow: The periodic table has 3 elements in it, Mike.
Tom Servo: There's a volume for the letter Epsilon.
Crow: There's a mailing address for Machu Picchu.
Tom Servo: It's got a picture of Stonehenge.
Mike: So?
Tom Servo: UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

Prince Humperdinck: First things first, to the death.
Westley: No. To the pain.
Prince Humperdinck: I don't think I'm quite familiar with that phrase.
Westley: I'll explain and I'll use small words so that you'll be sure to understand, you warthog faced buffoon.
Prince Humperdinck: That may be the first time in my life a man has dared insult me.
Westley: It won't be the last. To the pain means the first thing you will lose will be your feet below the ankles. Then your hands at the wrists. Next your nose.
Prince Humperdinck: And then my tongue I suppose, I killed you too quickly the last time. A mistake I don't mean to duplicate tonight.
Westley: I wasn't finished. The next thing you will lose will be your left eye followed by your right.
Prince Humperdinck: And then my ears, I understand let's get on with it.
Westley: WRONG. Your ears you keep and I'll tell you why. So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish. Every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, "Dear God! What is that thing," will echo in your perfect ears. That is what to the pain means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever.
Prince Humperdinck: I think you're bluffing.
Westley: It's possible, Pig, I might be bluffing. It's conceivable, you miserable, vomitous mass, that I'm only lying here because I lack the strength to stand. But, then again... perhaps I have the strength after all.
[slowly rises and points sword directly at the prince]
Westley: DROP... YOUR... SWORD!
Prince Humperdinck: [Humperdinck's mouth hangs open, drops sword to floor]

"Beneath the clothes we find a man. and inside the man we find his... nucleus."

That'll do, Pig.

That'll do...

"Grandmother said this...."

Det fins en trap som går ned til en kjeller.
Den er så trang at du må gå sidelengds.
Og på veggen henger tjukt med bilder,
av folk som har gått ned, men som ingen ser igjen.

Hey, Who turned out the lights?!
Hey, Who turned out the lights?!
Hey, Who turned out the lights?!
Hey, Who turned out the lights?!
Hey, Who turned out the lights?!

Senor Chang: "The difference between usted and tu is a matter of formality."
Chang: (points to Pierce)
Chang: "Pepe, usted es viejo. 'You are old.'"
Chang: (approaches Abed)
Chang: "Alberto: usted es feo... 'You are ugly.'"
Shirley: "Aw, no, you're not, Abed."
Abed: "Thanks."
Chang: (looks at Shirley and pumps his fists toward his chest)
Chang: "Shakira... y..."
Chang: (looks at Troy while flashing Westside gang signs at him)
Chang: "Tupaco. Ustedes estan sucios- 'You are dirty.'"
Troy: "DUDE."
Chang: "Still formal, but plural, because, while both are dirty, neither are my friends. Okay?"

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Abed: "Okay, cool. So you guys are gonna Can't Buy Me Love me, right?"
Britta: "We're gonna what you?"
Abed: "You're gonna Can't Buy Me Love me. You know, transform me from Zero To Hero, Geek To Chic?"
Troy: "Ohhhhh, he wants us to Love Don't Cost A Thing him."
Shirley: "Ohhh!"
Troy: "Can't Buy Me Love was the remake for white audiences."
Shirley: "That's so uncomfortable when they do that, I can't believe they didn't insult anyone."
Jeff: "Alright. Nobody is Can't Buy Me Loveing or Love Don't Cost A Thinging anyone. Because we've all seen enough After School Specials..." (looks at Troy and Shirley) "...and Fat Albert..."
Shirley: "Ohh..."
Jeff: "To know that Abed only- needs- to be- himself.

"I've got a bowl! Good for me!"



Yesssss

"Let's just settle this over a nice, cold bowl of Cocoa Puffs."

I think Fairies have burrowed their way into my gut!