Komiseriesitater

[Meaty]

[basil has been listening to classical music in the office instead of typing the lunch menu or hanging a picture in the lobby]

Sybil Fawlty: You could've had them both done by now if you hadn't spent the whole morning skulking in there, listening to that racket.

Basil Fawlty: "Racket?" That's *Brahms*! Brahms's third racket!

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Basil Fawlty: [seeing Manual with three trays] Manuel.

Manuel: ¿Si?

Basil Fawlty: [speaking slowly] There is too much butter on those trays.

Manuel: ¿Que?

Basil Fawlty: There is too much butter... on... those... trays.

Manuel: No. No, no, senor. Not... not "on... those... trays"... No, sir.

Manuel: [counting the trays instructively] "Uno, dos, tres".

[Rakkerunge]

2,5 men

Alan: Pretty flowers

Charlie: [sarcastically] Thanks

Alan: Wanna stick 'em somewhere?

Charlie: Come on, Berta! You're like family.

Berta: Am I in your will?

Charlie: no! but none of the others are.

Alan: I'm in trouble here, Charlie. How do I get out of a stagnant, joyless relationship?

Charlie: If I knew how to do that, you wouldn't still be living here.

Evelyn: Well, we can rule out ecstasy. I mean, that's a powerful aphrodisiac... I've heard.

Jake: Nowadays, you're supposed to say African-American disiac.

Alan: So I can't even have one stupid thing in this house?

Charlie: Hey, leave Jake out of this!

Endret 20. februar 2012 av Rakkerunge

[Gjest Corto Maltese]

Endora: Samantha, I will not stand here and be insulted by something which is 94 percent water.

Darrin Stephens: Oh, yeah! Well, what about something which is a hundred percent hot air?

[Gjest Corto Maltese]

Soldier: This is the worst part. The calm before the battle.

Fry: And then the battle is not so bad?

Soldier: Oh, right. I forgot about the battle.

[Gjest Corto Maltese]

Leela: Fry, we have a crate to deliver. Fry: Well, let's just dump it in the sewer and say we delivered it. Bender: Too much work. Let's burn it and say we dumped it in the sewer. Leela: OK, if everyone's finished being stupid— Fry: I had more, but you go ahead. Leela: We'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go home. Fry: But I've never been to the moon! Leela: Ok, we'll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we'll go ride the bumper cars.

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Amy: Leela's gonna kill me. Bender: No, she'll probably make me do it.

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Bender: I'm going to build my own theme park! With blackjack! And hookers! You know what- forget the park!

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Bender: Oh, no room for Bender, eh? I'll build my OWN lunar landing... with blackjack, and hookers! In fact, forget the lunar lander and the blackjack! Ehh, screw the whole thing.

[Kenniball]

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