Quote post!
In honor of Hot Fuzz coming out today on dvd (which I already bought and watched - GREAT extras by the way!) here is a
Nicholas Angel: [turning around to face a group of school children] Are there any questions?
Danny Butterman: [sitting at the back of a group of school children] Is it true that there's a point on a man's head where if you shoot it, it will blow up?
DS Andy Wainwright: It's alright, Andy! It's just bolognese!
Annette - that Sergeant Angel's coming into your shop. Get a look at his arse.
Nicholas Angel: We have to do something, Frank's appointed himself as Judge, Jury and Executioner.
Danny Butterman: [agitated and defensive] He is not Judge Judy and Executioner.
Danny Butterman: What do you think?
Nicholas Angel: Well, I wouldn't argue that it wasn't a no holds barred, adrenaline fueled thrill ride. But, there is no way you can perpetrate that amount of carnage and mayhem and not incur a considerable amount of paperwork.
Joyce Cooper: FASCIST!
Nicholas Angel: Hag!
Danny Butterman: By the power of Greyskull!
Nicholas Angel: The swan's escaped, right, and who might you be?
P.I Staker: Mr. Staker, yeah, Mr. Peter Ian Staker.
Nicholas Angel: P.I Staker? Right, Piss Taker! Come on!
Nicholas Angel: [cut to Angel talking to Mr. Staker] OK, Mr Staker...
Nicholas Angel: What's the situation?
DS Andy Wainwright: Two blokes and a fuck load of cutlery!
DS Andy Wainwright: What are you thinking? Foul play? Maybe...
[to Danny and Nicolas]
DS Andy Wainwright: We're just hoping to talk to the last people to see Mr Merchant alive. Namely a Sergeant Nicolas Ass-wipe and Cuntstable Fanny Batterbum.
Danny Butterman: [Smiling] Hey, that's us!
[Looking at a suspicious-looking passerby]
Nicholas Angel: All right, what about this guy? Ask yourself, why has he got his hat pulled down like that?
Danny Butterman: He's fuck-ugly.
Nicholas Angel: Or, he doesn't want you to see his face.
Danny Butterman: Yeah, it's 'cause he's fuck-ugly.
[Doris knocks down a female shop assistant with a yellow "Slippery floor" sign]
DS Andy Wainwright: Nice one, Doris.
PC Doris Thatcher: Nothing like a bit of girl on girl!
Simon Skinner: [on walkie-talkie after Angel has knocked out Michael] Michael, are you there?
Nicholas Angel: Yarp...
Simon Skinner: Has Sergeant Angel been taken care of?
Nicholas Angel: Yarp...
Simon Skinner: Is he going to get up anymore?
Nicholas Angel: [Thinks for a while] ... Narp?
Simon Skinner: Good, now proceed to the church grounds.
[Skinner is explaining why the NWA had Martin Blower murdered]
Simon Skinner: He was simply an appalling actor.
Nicholas Angel: You murdered him for that?
Simon Skinner: Well, he murdered Bill Shakespeare!
Nicholas Angel: What?
[realizing]
Nicholas Angel: Oh yeah.
Danny Butterman: Where's the trolley boy?
Nicholas Angel: In the freezer.
Danny Butterman: Did you say "cool off?"
Nicholas Angel: No I didn't say anything...
Danny Butterman: Shame.
Nicholas Angel: Well, there was the part that you missed where I distracted him with the cuddle monkey then i said "play times over" and I hit him in the head with the peace lily.
Danny Butterman: You're off the fuckin' chain!
Nicholas Angel: [Sitting up in bed, on the phone] "Decaffeinated?"
Skinner: [Mr Skinner has had his chin impailed on a miniature church spire] Ow! Thish really hurtsh...
Nicholas Angel: [turning around to face a group of school children] Are there any questions?
Danny Butterman: [sitting at the back of a group of school children] Is it true that there's a point on a man's head where if you shoot it, it will blow up?
DS Andy Wainwright: It's alright, Andy! It's just bolognese!
Annette - that Sergeant Angel's coming into your shop. Get a look at his arse.
Nicholas Angel: We have to do something, Frank's appointed himself as Judge, Jury and Executioner.
Danny Butterman: [agitated and defensive] He is not Judge Judy and Executioner.
Danny Butterman: What do you think?
Nicholas Angel: Well, I wouldn't argue that it wasn't a no holds barred, adrenaline fueled thrill ride. But, there is no way you can perpetrate that amount of carnage and mayhem and not incur a considerable amount of paperwork.
Joyce Cooper: FASCIST!
Nicholas Angel: Hag!
Danny Butterman: By the power of Greyskull!
Nicholas Angel: The swan's escaped, right, and who might you be?
P.I Staker: Mr. Staker, yeah, Mr. Peter Ian Staker.
Nicholas Angel: P.I Staker? Right, Piss Taker! Come on!
Nicholas Angel: [cut to Angel talking to Mr. Staker] OK, Mr Staker...
Nicholas Angel: What's the situation?
DS Andy Wainwright: Two blokes and a fuck load of cutlery!
DS Andy Wainwright: What are you thinking? Foul play? Maybe...
[to Danny and Nicolas]
DS Andy Wainwright: We're just hoping to talk to the last people to see Mr Merchant alive. Namely a Sergeant Nicolas Ass-wipe and Cuntstable Fanny Batterbum.
Danny Butterman: [Smiling] Hey, that's us!
[Looking at a suspicious-looking passerby]
Nicholas Angel: All right, what about this guy? Ask yourself, why has he got his hat pulled down like that?
Danny Butterman: He's fuck-ugly.
Nicholas Angel: Or, he doesn't want you to see his face.
Danny Butterman: Yeah, it's 'cause he's fuck-ugly.
[Doris knocks down a female shop assistant with a yellow "Slippery floor" sign]
DS Andy Wainwright: Nice one, Doris.
PC Doris Thatcher: Nothing like a bit of girl on girl!
Simon Skinner: [on walkie-talkie after Angel has knocked out Michael] Michael, are you there?
Nicholas Angel: Yarp...
Simon Skinner: Has Sergeant Angel been taken care of?
Nicholas Angel: Yarp...
Simon Skinner: Is he going to get up anymore?
Nicholas Angel: [Thinks for a while] ... Narp?
Simon Skinner: Good, now proceed to the church grounds.
[Skinner is explaining why the NWA had Martin Blower murdered]
Simon Skinner: He was simply an appalling actor.
Nicholas Angel: You murdered him for that?
Simon Skinner: Well, he murdered Bill Shakespeare!
Nicholas Angel: What?
[realizing]
Nicholas Angel: Oh yeah.
Danny Butterman: Where's the trolley boy?
Nicholas Angel: In the freezer.
Danny Butterman: Did you say "cool off?"
Nicholas Angel: No I didn't say anything...
Danny Butterman: Shame.
Nicholas Angel: Well, there was the part that you missed where I distracted him with the cuddle monkey then i said "play times over" and I hit him in the head with the peace lily.
Danny Butterman: You're off the fuckin' chain!
Nicholas Angel: [Sitting up in bed, on the phone] "Decaffeinated?"
Skinner: [Mr Skinner has had his chin impailed on a miniature church spire] Ow! Thish really hurtsh...