The Three Stooges Quote
Mac: [Curly giggles and laughs ticklishly]What's so funny, butter-bean?
Curly: Nothing, Nippy's whiskers are tickling me.
Lydia: Who's Nippy?
Curly: Him. [Curly takes Nippy, the Stooges' pet rat, out of his coat; Mr. Harter and Lydia scream with terror]
Lydia: [Nippy gets stuck in Lydia's cleavage]Take it out!
Mac: [Mac makes a hard left turn; the Harters' car falls into a nearby lake, Lydia screams]Open the door! Shoot the window out!
Mr. Harter: [Mr. Harter pulls the gun out]No, it's wet!
Lydia: Why would you let the gun get wet? [the car's computerized navigation system says: When possible, make a legal U-turn. ]
Lydia: [Everyone gasps for air]How long will the air last?
Mr. Harter: Maybe... five minutes, if we stay calm.
Larry: Oh, we got to break a window.
Teddy: It's impossible: There's a thousand pounds of water pressing against that glass.
Mac: Great! Great! How could this possibly get any worse? [Bubbles occur near Curly as a result of indigestion; everyone groans at the stench]
Curly: I'm sorry, I guess the pesto-bismol didn't help with the lobster.
Moe: [angrily]Did you eat the shells again?
Curly: I don't know; it was on the plate, and then it wasn't.
Moe: Wait a minute! Does anyone have a lighter?
Larry: No... All I got are these stupid, easy-light, waterproof safety matches.
Moe: Why you... [Moe bonks Larry on the head]
Larry: Ow!
Moe: Gimme that! Everybody close your eyes! [Moe strikes a match on Curly's face]
Curly: Maybe that's not such a - [the explosion blows the car up, and everyone escapes to the lake's surface]
Curly: Nothing, Nippy's whiskers are tickling me.
Lydia: Who's Nippy?
Curly: Him. [Curly takes Nippy, the Stooges' pet rat, out of his coat; Mr. Harter and Lydia scream with terror]
Lydia: [Nippy gets stuck in Lydia's cleavage]Take it out!
Mac: [Mac makes a hard left turn; the Harters' car falls into a nearby lake, Lydia screams]Open the door! Shoot the window out!
Mr. Harter: [Mr. Harter pulls the gun out]No, it's wet!
Lydia: Why would you let the gun get wet? [the car's computerized navigation system says: When possible, make a legal U-turn. ]
Lydia: [Everyone gasps for air]How long will the air last?
Mr. Harter: Maybe... five minutes, if we stay calm.
Larry: Oh, we got to break a window.
Teddy: It's impossible: There's a thousand pounds of water pressing against that glass.
Mac: Great! Great! How could this possibly get any worse? [Bubbles occur near Curly as a result of indigestion; everyone groans at the stench]
Curly: I'm sorry, I guess the pesto-bismol didn't help with the lobster.
Moe: [angrily]Did you eat the shells again?
Curly: I don't know; it was on the plate, and then it wasn't.
Moe: Wait a minute! Does anyone have a lighter?
Larry: No... All I got are these stupid, easy-light, waterproof safety matches.
Moe: Why you... [Moe bonks Larry on the head]
Larry: Ow!
Moe: Gimme that! Everybody close your eyes! [Moe strikes a match on Curly's face]
Curly: Maybe that's not such a - [the explosion blows the car up, and everyone escapes to the lake's surface]
Movie: The Three Stooges
