Sausage Party Quotes

Fat Guy: [about a hit in the head, turns to Lavash and Sammy]What the?
Lavash: You fuck with them?
Sammy: You fuck with us, bitch!

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Camille Toh: [sees the bag that Douche was in is empty]Shit, I really needed that douche.

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Douche: Come at me, bro.
Frank: Come at you? What does that mean?
Douche: Fine. You won't come at me? Well, then guess who's coming at you?... ME! [Douche prepares to attack Frank]

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[repeated line] Douche: Brooo!

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Frank: You see? There is hope!
Licorice Rope: Aw, not this guy. No one asked for an encore, asshole!
Frank: No, no! Don't worry, I got it this time. This time it's gonna be good... Look, I'm sorry. I wasn't respectful of your beliefs and I acted like I know all the answers. But I don't. Nobody knows everything. But what I do know is that together, we can fight these monsters and take control of our own lives!
Brenda: Yes! Our lives and our bodies!
Frank: We need to unite and stop focusing on each other's differences. Especially in immature and outdated ways. We have to cooperate and... [notices the drugged shopper screaming]
Female Shopper
2: DIE! [slaps a piece of pizza and smashes it against the window]
Frank: Oh, no! Pizza! [Frank, Brenda, Barry and the others looked the drugged shoppers]

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[Camille Toh takes the Potato] Potato: Oh, yes! Yes! I'm the first to enter eternity!
Carl: Potato, way to go, buddy! That's my guy!
Potato: [being washed]Being bathed by the hands of a God!

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Licorice Rope: Come on, you candy asses, JOIN THE FIGHT! [he looks at the lollipops]
Lollipop: [in the style of Sylvester Stallone]Hey, what do you think? Should we do it? [the licorice rope eyes on the gumballs]
Gumball: Come on, guys! It's us or them!

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Alex: [seeing all the food is alive]The food's fucking possessed!
Sandwich: Oh shit! [Alex takes a sandwich and eats it]
Toilet Paper: We're all gonna die!
Tickilish Licorice: Oh God! Oh...
Male Shopper
2: IT'S DEVIL FOOD! [rips the Tickilish Licorice]
Apple: OH MY GOD!
Mariachi Salsa: [running away]The sausage - he was right! They're EVIL!

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Gum: I was stuck underneath the desk of a brilliant scientist.

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[as the food celebrate their victory] Tampon: [steps on a drop of Darren's blood]Ew! [the blood absorbs into her making the food cheer]
Tampon: RRRAAAAAARRRRR!

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Jamaican Rum: Hey, bun! Welcome to the aisle! Want to dance?
Brenda: No thank you, man. I'm quite irie, just being left alone over here, don't you know?

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[as Sammy and Lavash go back to their shelves] Gefilte Fish: Sammy, bubula! Where have you been? Oh, I'm surprised that savage Lavash didn't stone you to death! [switch to Lavash's side]
Baba Ganoush: You had to travel with a bagel? How much did his dirty hands steal from you?
Lavash: [solemnly looks at Sammy]A ton. [Sammy sadly watches Lavash]

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Lavash: Donkey fucker!

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Douche: [after drinking and growing his arms stronger, cackling]I'm fucking jacked up now, bro! [cackling]
Douche: Where's the fucking sausage?

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Tequila: Excuse me? Are you a bun?
Brenda: Uhh... Yeah, I am. Why?
Tequila: And you've been traveling with the sausage?
Tequila: I have! He's looking for you in my aisle. He's right this way. I can take you to him, chica. I take you to him real good.
Tequila: He's looking for you in my aisle. He's right this way. I can take you to him, chica. I take you to him real good. [laughing hysterically]
Tequila: All right, vaminos. Let's go. I am to be trusted. [laughs again]

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Darren: Wait, Snap out of it, man! Slap it! Slap yourself in the face, man! Oh, man! You lost your mind? Is this even? No, wait! This isn't real! Now, this can't be real!
Douche: Oh, it's real, bro. [Darren reacts, points to douche with a gun]
Darren: [gasps in horror]A talking douche?
Douche: It's cool, bro. Chill, okay?
Darren: No, no, no! This is too much, this is too much! Too much! Breathe, man!
Douche: We both want the same thing... Like, I'm feeling honestly the two of us could like collaborate together. Like a mash up, bro.
Darren: A mash-up? I don't understand! What's happening?
Douche: You don't need to understand. [getting inside of his crotch]
Douche: You just need to relax and open wide.
Darren: Wait, what are you doing? [He got inside of his crotch, groaning]
Douche: Oh, yeah!
Darren: Dude, that went up my ass!

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Brenda: First, I fell out of the cart, then I lose Frank. And now, I'm being hunted by a douche. The gods must be punishing me, don't you see? This is what I get for giving in to my disgusting urges. I'm such a whore.
Teresa: Sweet bun, I must admit I too sometimes have urges, impure thoughts. We all do.
Brenda: Oh. Oh good! Okay. Well, that actually makes me feel a little better.
Teresa: And we must never give in to them.
Brenda: Oh no. That's the opposite of what I thought you were gonna say.
Teresa: Oh, yes. The gods are always watching... Even when we cannot see them.
Brenda: Do you think it's too late for me?
Teresa: Do not worry, bun. I will get you home.

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Krinkler's Chips: Holy shit! He can actually see us?
Druggie: Bath salts are just as bad as they said it would be!

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Brenda: Kind of stuffy in here, Eh, girls? So I'm just gonna get out, get a little air for a second. [She tries to get out, But the buns grabs Brenda]
Loretta Bun: What's your problem?
Brenda: Let go of me!
Loretta Bun: First, you smushed Sally... [sees Sally, who smushed, she turns back to Brenda]
Loretta Bun: ... And then, you try to fuck up red, white and blue day for us? [Buns began to fighting Brenda in package]
Brenda: Get your hands off me! I've got to get out of here!
Loretta Bun: Just chill out, you crazy bitch!
Old Pork Sausage: BUN FIGHT! Check it out!

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Lavash: I am Kareem Abdul Lavash! And what I currently care about is that I have been... completely and utterly fucked out of being in the Great Beyond. I am to have 77 bottles of extra-virgin olive oil... waiting for me. I am destined to soak up their sweet juices... as they dribble down my flaps.

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Brenda: What are you saying? I should believe in nothing? That everything is pointless?
Frank: Better than believing a bunch of bullshit that you can't explain!
Brenda: Well, maybe I don't need to explain it, because it's something I feel.
Frank: Well, I feel like that makes it hard to have a rational conversation.
Brenda: F you, Frank!

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Douche: Look at her. She's a fucking cunt, bro.

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Frank: Holy shit.

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Mariachi Salsa: No way, jose!
Douche: Yes, way. Jose's fucking dead now.

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Teresa: He's flawed... as are we all.

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Tequila: All right, I gather right here, amigo. and... SHIT! [Brenda, Lavash, Sammy Bagel, Jr. and Teresa have vanished]

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Brenda: Oh yeah, Frank. That's it. Oh, yeah, it's dinnertime.
Frank: Yo... I'm actually over here jerking off with these fellas. [it turns out it's Teresa who's giving Brenda oral sex]
Teresa: Once you go taco, you'll never go back-o!

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Troy: Get ready, boys! We's 'bout to fills what we's need to fill!

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Camille Toh: Hi, I am... Sorry. I accidentally dropped a few things back there. Except for that douche, I don't know whose that is.
Darren: Clean up on Aisle 2, this MILF dropped a douche.
Camille Toh: Ah, MILF! Thank you so much.

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Sergeant Pepper: Fruits are a go! Go fruits!

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