This is another of Ma Meatloaf’s favorite comedies. Unfortunately I still have it on VHS and gets neglected because I don’t break out the VHS tapes anymore. It’s really just another reminder that I need to upgrade to DVD because this baby is a classic. Yeah, baby, yeah.
- Pardon me for being rude, it was not me it was my food, it just popped up to say hello, but now it’s gone back down below
- It’s Dr. Evil, I didn’t spend six years in Evil Medical School to be called “mister,” thank you very much
- Cowboy: Whoo! That is one crazy get-up, mister… Are you in the show?
Austin Powers: No, actually, I’m English
Cowboy: Oh… I’m sorry - Carnies. Circus folk. Nomads, you know. Smell like cabbage. Small hands (I find myself checking out the hands of the carnies at my local fair and while I haven’t noticed them to all be small, they definitely stink like cabbage or a fried Twinkie)
- The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we’d make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum… it’s breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it
- My name is Richie Cunningham, and this is my lovely wife, Oprah
- I want chicken, I want liver. Meow Mix, Meow Mix, please deliver!
- Shall we shag now, or shall we shag later? How do you like to do it? Do you like to wash up first? You know, top and tails… whore’s bath? Personally, before I’m on the job, I like to give my undercarriage a bit of a ‘how’s your father’!
- Name? Austin Danger Powers. Sex? Yes please!
- Dr. Evil: You know, I have one simple request. And that is to have sharks with frickin’ laser beams attached to their heads! Now evidently my cycloptic colleague informs me that that cannot be done. Ah, would you remind me what I pay you people for, honestly? Throw me a bone here! What do we have?
Number Two: Sea Bass
Dr. Evil: [pause] Right
Number Two: They’re mutated sea bass
Dr. Evil: Are they ill tempered?
Number Two: Absolutely
Dr. Evil: Oh well, that’s a start - Jimi Hendrix deceased, drugs. Janis Joplin deceased, alcohol. Mama Cass deceased, ham sandwich
- She’s the village bicycle! Everybody’s had a ride
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