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VENTURE BROTHERS
Why are you plebians watching it? >:0
Brock: No, Dean, this is Guild business, your father isn't in any harm. Guild work is clean, professional. It's surgical with them. In a way they're the only organization I still respect.
Hank: And they kill clean, don't let dames get in the way.
Brock: Honestly, Hank, where do you pick that stuff up? I never see you read.
Dean: It's weird, right.
Brock: It's like he channels dead crazy people.
Hank: You think it's a cry for help?
Master Billy Quizboy: Hold the phone. Total babe alert, twelve o'clock.
Pete White: Oh yeah, I know her type. Watch and learn, Wilhelmina.
Billy: Okay, one: you're totally gay. Two: she's hot, and you're an albino. And three: you're totally gay.
Hank: So where are we goin'?
The Monarch: Towards the blinking light. [he points at a blip on the radar] We fly by radar alone. The location of my flying cocoon is highly secretive. Even I don't know it's whereabouts. It may well be floating over the moon!
Hank: Really?
The Monarch: Maybe. Or even deep below the Earth's crust.
Hank: [looking out the window] Hey, it's the Grand Canyon!
The Monarch: Or it might be in the Grand Canyon. Hovering where everyone can see it, sure. Yeah. Wouldn't rule that out. It's plausible.
The Monarch: You boys don't wanna end up in here, this place is full of fucking animals. (Hank opens his mouth) I don't mean King Gorilla, Hank. I mean this place will chew you up and spit you out. (Hank opens his mouth again) No, I'm not talking about Mecha-Mouth, Hank.
"Holy shit! You're Dean fucking Venture! Gorilla, I wanna buy my bitch back."
"Fuck you, gimme a dollar."
Dean: Toys Colonel Gentleman wishes he had when he was a lad but weren't invented yet: Micronauts, The Scooby-Doo Monster Game, AT-AT Imperial Walker, Stay Alive: The Survival Game and Which Witch?
Hank: What is that, code?
Dean: "Colonel Gentleman's good names for an imaginary friend." "Colonel Gentleman's Hollywood actresses who need a smack in the mouth" They go on and on. This is a crazy person's diary.
"You think you're hot shit in a champagne glass but you're really cold diarrhea in a dixie cup!"
Why are you plebians watching it? >:0
Brock: No, Dean, this is Guild business, your father isn't in any harm. Guild work is clean, professional. It's surgical with them. In a way they're the only organization I still respect.
Hank: And they kill clean, don't let dames get in the way.
Brock: Honestly, Hank, where do you pick that stuff up? I never see you read.
Dean: It's weird, right.
Brock: It's like he channels dead crazy people.
Hank: You think it's a cry for help?
Master Billy Quizboy: Hold the phone. Total babe alert, twelve o'clock.
Pete White: Oh yeah, I know her type. Watch and learn, Wilhelmina.
Billy: Okay, one: you're totally gay. Two: she's hot, and you're an albino. And three: you're totally gay.
Hank: So where are we goin'?
The Monarch: Towards the blinking light. [he points at a blip on the radar] We fly by radar alone. The location of my flying cocoon is highly secretive. Even I don't know it's whereabouts. It may well be floating over the moon!
Hank: Really?
The Monarch: Maybe. Or even deep below the Earth's crust.
Hank: [looking out the window] Hey, it's the Grand Canyon!
The Monarch: Or it might be in the Grand Canyon. Hovering where everyone can see it, sure. Yeah. Wouldn't rule that out. It's plausible.
The Monarch: You boys don't wanna end up in here, this place is full of fucking animals. (Hank opens his mouth) I don't mean King Gorilla, Hank. I mean this place will chew you up and spit you out. (Hank opens his mouth again) No, I'm not talking about Mecha-Mouth, Hank.
"Holy shit! You're Dean fucking Venture! Gorilla, I wanna buy my bitch back."
"Fuck you, gimme a dollar."
Dean: Toys Colonel Gentleman wishes he had when he was a lad but weren't invented yet: Micronauts, The Scooby-Doo Monster Game, AT-AT Imperial Walker, Stay Alive: The Survival Game and Which Witch?
Hank: What is that, code?
Dean: "Colonel Gentleman's good names for an imaginary friend." "Colonel Gentleman's Hollywood actresses who need a smack in the mouth" They go on and on. This is a crazy person's diary.
"You think you're hot shit in a champagne glass but you're really cold diarrhea in a dixie cup!"