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30th March 2012, 07:13 PM
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 Day of the Dead (1985)
Day of the Dead (1985) Captain Rhodes: You want me to salute that pile of walking pus? Salute my ass!  |
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#212
30th March 2012, 07:30 PM
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 I should have copyrighted that idea me thinks.  |
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30th March 2012, 07:31 PM
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#214
30th March 2012, 07:41 PM
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| Quatermass and the Pit (1967)
Quatermass and the Pit (1967) Professor Bernard Quatermass: Five million years ago it may have been very different. Suppose at that time there were living beings on it with techniques that let them visit the Earth at a time when the most highly evolved creatures here, our own ancestors, were only a type of Pliocene ape. Professor Bernard Quatermass: I never had a career. Only work. Professor Bernard Quatermass: The will to survive is an odd phenomenon. Roney, if we found out our own world was doomed, say by climatic changes, what would we do about it? Nordicdusk likes this. |
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#215
30th March 2012, 10:21 PM
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Ron Burgundy: [to dog] You're so wise. You're like a miniature Buddha, covered in hair. Ron Burgundy: I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Here it goes down, down into my belly... Veronica Corningstone: My God, what is that smell? Oh. Brian Fantana: That's the smell of desire my lady. Veronica Corningstone: God no, it smells like, like a used diaper... filled with... Indian food. Oh, excuse me. Brian Fantana: You know, desire smells like that to some people. News Station Employee: [Disgusted] What is that? Smells like a turd covered in burnt hair. News Station Employee: [Horrified] Smells like Bigfoot's dick! Brian Fantana: [Tries to act casual and walk away] Woah, what's that smell? Brian Fantana: [about Veronica] I'll give this little cookie an hour before we're doing the no-pants dance. Time to musk up. [opens cologne cabinet] Ron Burgundy: Wow. Never ceases to amaze me. What cologne you gonna go with? London Gentleman, or wait. No, no, no. Hold on. Blackbeard's Delight. Brian Fantana: No, she gets a special cologne... It's called Sex Panther by Odeon. It's illegal in nine countries... Yep, it's made with bits of real panther, so you know it's good. Ron Burgundy: It's quite pungent. Brian Fantana: Oh yeah. Ron Burgundy: It's a formidable scent... It stings the nostrils. In a good way. Brian Fantana: Yep. Ron Burgundy: Brian, I'm gonna be honest with you, that smells like pure gasoline. Brian Fantana: They've done studies, you know. 60% of the time, it works every time. [cheesy grin] Ron Burgundy: That doesn't make sense. Brian Fantana: Well... Let's go see if we can make this little kitty purr. [snarls] Ron Burgundy: [to Veronica after the news has just gone off the air] You've got a dirty whorish mouth. Ron Burgundy: I'm in a glass case of emotion. Bartender: You know, times are changing. Ladies can do stuff now and you're going to learn how to deal with it. Ron Burgundy: What? Were you saying something? Look, I don't speak Spanish. Champ Kind: I will smash your face into a car windshield, and then take your mother, Dorothy Mantooth, out for a nice seafood dinner and never call her again. Wes Mantooth: Dorothy Mantooth is a Saint! Ron Burgundy: Hey, let's leave the mothers out of this. Ron Burgundy: It's so damn hot... milk was a bad choice download.jpg VicDakin and Demdike@Cult Labs like this.
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#216
30th March 2012, 10:32 PM
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#217
30th March 2012, 11:23 PM
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I see that "Ron Burgundy" made an appearance on Conan on wednesday to announce Anchorman 2 .
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30th March 2012, 11:30 PM
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#219
31st March 2012, 01:31 AM
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Mitch: Sorry, your seatbelt seems to be broken. What do you recommend I do? Cab Driver: I recommend you stop being such a faggot. You're in the backseat. Mitch Martin: True love is hard to find, sometimes you think you have true love and then you catch the early flight home from San Diego and a couple of nude people jump out of your bathroom blindfolded like a goddamn magic show ready to double team your girlfriend... Woman: [holding a grocery bag] What's going on? Frank: You tell anyone about this and I'll ****ing kill you. I'm kidding, I'm kidding, we'll have him home by tonight. Okay, sweetie. Beanie: Alright, let me be the first to say congratulations to then. You get one vagina for the rest of your life. Real smart Frank. Way to work it through. Therapist: Frank, this is a safe place. A place where we can feel free sharing our feelings. Think of my office as a nest in a tree of trust and understanding. We can say anything here. Frank: Anything? Well, uh I guess I, deep down, am feeling a little confused. I mean, suddenly, you get married, and you're supposed to be this entirely different guy. I don't feel different. I mean, take yesterday for example. We were out at the Olive Garden for dinner, which was lovely. And uh, I happen to look over at a certain point during the meal and see a waitress taking an order, and I found myself wondering what color her underpants might be. Her panties. Uh, odds are they are probably basic white, cotton, underpants. But I sort of think well maybe they're silk panties, maybe it's a thong. Maybe it's something really cool that I don't even know about. You know, and uh, and I started feeling... what? what I thought we were in the trust tree in the nest, were we not? Mitch: I've had a hell of a day and even worse week. And all I want to do is get some ****ing sleep. Beanie: Whoa. Whoa. Why the F-ing? Why in front of the kid? All ya gotta do is say "earmuffs" to him, and you can say "****, shit, bitch." Frank: Cock. Balls. Beanie: I'm just trying to make a point, Frank. You don't have to celebrate it. [two girls are topless in the pool of KY jelly] Frank: Are you sure you're ok with this, Blue? Blue: Just ring the ****ing bell, you pansy. Peppers: She's a beauty, ain't she? Frank: Yeah, what kind of gun is this? Peppers: It's a tranquilizer gun. If any of these little ****ers decide to freak out on the kids, I get to take them down. Ain't that right? Peppers: [yank's on the mule's reigns] Peppers: Oh, what? That's what I thought. Shut up. [Frank cocks the gun] Peppers: Hey, hey. Careful with that. That's the most powerful tranq gun on the market. Got her in Mexico. Frank: Cool. Peppers: Yeah, it is cool. They say it can puncture the skin of a rhino from... Frank: [Frank shoots himself in the neck with the dart] Peppers: YES! That's awesome! Frank: What? Peppers: You just took one in the jugular, man. Frank: What? I did. [feeling his neck] Peppers: YES! Frank: Oh my god. Is this bad? Is this bad? Peppers: You better pull that shit out man. That shit is not cool. Frank: Wait. What? Pull what out? Peppers: You got a ****ing dart in your neck man. Frank: [laughing] You're... you're crazy man. I like you, but you're crazy. Marissa: Listen, I'm sorry I didn't call you on your birthday. Frank: My birthday? What do you mean? Marissa: Yeah, last Thursday. Oh, you forgot your birthday, didn't you, Frank? Frank: Damn it. I'm such an idiot. download.jpg images.jpg VicDakin likes this.
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#220
31st March 2012, 11:45 AM
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| Night of the Living Dead (1968 Radio Announcer: Because of the obvious threat to untold numbers of citizens due to the crisis that is even now developing, this radio station will remain on the air day and night. This station and hundreds of other radio and TV stations throughout this part of the country are pooling their resources through an emergency network hook-up to keep you informed of all developments. At this hour, we repeat, these are the facts as we know them. There is an epidemic of mass murder being committed by a virtual army of unidentified assassins. The murders are taking place in villages and cities, in rural homes and suburbs with no apparent pattern nor reason for the slayings. It seems to be a sudden general explosion of mass homicide. We have some descriptions of the assassins. Eyewitnesses say they are ordinary-looking people. Some say they appear to be in a kind of trance. Others describe them as being misshapen monsters. At this point, there's no really authentic way for us to say who or what to look for and guard yourself against. Reaction of law enforcement officials is one of complete bewilderment at this hour. Police and sheriff's deputies and emergency ambulances are literally deluded with calls for help. The scene can be best described as mayhem. The mayors of Pittsburg, Philadelphia, and Miami, along with the governments of several eastern and midwestern states indicated that the National Guard may be mobilized at any moment, but that has not happened as yet. The main advice news reporters have been able to get from official sources is to tell private citizens to stay inside their homes behind locked doors. Do not venture outside for any reason until the nature of this crisis has been determined, and until we can advise what course of action to take. Keep listening to radio and TV for special instructions as this crisis develops further. Thousands of office and factory workers are being urged to stay at their places of employment, not to make any attempt to get to their homes. However, in spite of this urging and warning, streets and highways are packed with frantic people trying to reach their families or, apparently, to flee just anywhere. We repeat, the safest course of action at this time is simply to stay where you are. Ladies and gentlemen, we've just received word that the President has called a meeting of his Cabinet to deal with the sudden epidemic of murder that has seized the eastern third of this nation. The meeting is scheduled to convene within the hour. Members of the Presidential Cabinet will be joined by officials of the FBI and military advisors. White House spokesmen are saying there will be an official announcement immediately following that meeting. This is the latest dispatch just received in our news room. The latest word also - this is from nation press services in Washington, D.C. - tells us that the emergency Presidential conference which we just mentioned will include high-ranking scientists from the National Aeronautics and Space Administration. So far, the best advice they are able to give the public is this quote from Chief T. K. Dunbar from Camden, North Carolina, who is quoted as saying, "Tell the people for God's sake to get off the streets! Tell them to go home and lock their windows and doors up tight! We don't know what kind of murder-happy characters we have here!" Chief Dunbar's words were worn out in grisly fashion just hours ago near the small, normally peaceful town of Willard, Pennsylvania, where the driver of a tanker truck was mobbed by a cluster of apparently would-be assassins oblivious to all concerns for their own safety and blindly intent on attacking the driver. The tanker trunk went out of control and plowed into the gas pumps at a well-known eatery and truck stop known as Beakman's. The truck and gas pumps caught on fire and exploded, apparently maiming and killing gas station and restaurant employees, together with a dozen or more patrons, motorists, and pedestrians. Several bodies were found mangled and mutilated. Many others appear to have been carried off by the attackers. Eyewitness accounts described the assassins as ordinary-looking people, misshapen monsters, people who look like they're in a trance, and creatures that look like people but behave like animals. Some tell of seeing victims that looked as if they had been torn apart. This whole ghastly story began developing two days ago, and from that point on, these terrible events kept on snowballing in a reign of terror that has not abated. Military personel and law enforcement agencies have been working hard in an attempt to gain some kind of control of this situation, but most of their efforts have been marginally futile up to this particular time.
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