Sonic Underground

Robotnik: Hear ye, citizens of Robotropolis. Be informed that tomorrow I, the great Robotnik, will be married to Queen Aleena herself! And because I am a kind, generous and caring tyrant, I will even allow music to be played at this joyous event!
Sonic: Did he say married?!
Sonia: Did he say to the Queen?!
Manic: Dude, did he say 'trap'? Or was it just too ‘obvious' to mention?

Sonia: No, No, No! I refuse to be named crowned princess, successor to the throne!
Bartleby: But sweetikins, don't you see? By her continued absence your mother has given up her right to rule! You have to take her place!
Sonia: My mother's absence is because of HIS presence!
Robotnik: If it's my fault you are missing a mother, I will remedy that lack, by adopting you, our new crowned princess, as my daughter. In fact, you may call me 'Dad'.
Sonia: AAAAAAA!

Sonic: THIS is the dreaded Floating Island? ... Oooh, I'm scared!!
Sonia: Sonic! remember what the Oracle said " The floating island is fraught with danger. Beware the echidna."
Sonic: Fraught? What kind of stupid word is that?
Sonia: Fraught means filled, as in filled with danger.
Sonic: What danger?! If you're so 'fraught', I'll check this place out!
Sonia: SONIC!

(From one of their songs)
People don't always say what they mean,
And things are not always what they seem,
You'd better know before you make a scene,
That things are not always what they seem.
Rumors coming, rumors going, till you get some proof,
Don't believe what you hear, try to find the truth

Queen Aleena: We all make mistakes. But determination, the will to keep going in spite of those setbacks, is one of the greatest lessons we must all learn in life.

Queen: There was a time when Robotropolis was beautiful. It was then a peaceful city known as Mobotropolis. But just after my children were born, the evil Dr. Robotnik used his technology to turn our world into a place of terror. As the source of Robotnik's money, the aristocrats were left to play - while our people were roboticized... and became slaves. Our Royal Family was outlawed, a price placed on our heads. Then, The Oracle Of Delphius revealed a prophecy to me.
Oracle: Someday, you will reunite with your children, to become the council of four... and overthrow Robotnik. But there is a price, your Highness.
Queen: For the prophecy to be fulfilled, I had to give up my babies.

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Batman Beyond

Bruce: When I was young, women used to throw themselves at my feet all the time.
Terry: What did you do?
Bruce: Step over them.
Terry: Smooth.
Bruce: I thought so.

Bruce: Interesting.
Terry: Interesting? That's all you can say? It was unbelievable!
Bruce: A word I rarely use.

Max: Ow! Get your ear out of my eye!
Terry: I'm sorry; this thing wasn't built for two!
Max: All the technology that money can buy and you can't afford a back seat?

Paxton: Do you have any idea what it's like to be living in someone's shadow?
Terry: Actually, I can relate.

Terry: Hey, it took me months to get tickets to this show.
Bruce: You hate me, don't you?
Terry: It's schway!
Bruce: Its schw-arbage.

Batman: How fast can this car go?
Bruce: Mach 3.
Batman: Is that faster than a speeding bullet?

Terry: I'm guessing that's bad.
Bruce: Serastone? Only if you touch it, taste it, or smell it.

Inque: That does not make me happy.
Powers: Don't worry about Wayne. That little performance was just to remind me he's still breathing. And barely I might add.
Inque: He knows too much.
Powers: He's just fishing. I'll send him an extra basket of oranges this Christmas and he'll be happy.

Bruce: How are the ribs?
Batman: Well, I'm trying not to move around, but I still can't figure out what to do about the breathing thing.

Bruce Wayne: Anything broken?
Terry: If I said yes, can I go home?
Bruce: No.

Terry: It's a toxic waste dump.
Bruce: Or so they say. Can you think of a better way to keep people away?
Terry: Call it a high school?

Terry: How did you know you weren't hearing voices?
Bruce: Well, for one thing I'm not psychotic.
Terry: I hope your other answer's more convincing.

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Batman

Batman: I make it my business to know.

Mr. Freeze: This is how I'll always remember you - surrounded by winter, forever young, forever beautiful. Rest well, my love. The monster who took you from me will soon learn that revenge is a dish - Best served cold.

Joker: All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.

Batman: And you want my help?
Bullock: Let's get something straight. I think you're a freak and a menace and those are your good points. But the Commish says you serve a purpose so I go along.

Bullock: You got the right to remain silent. If you give up that right, you'll probably bore me to tears so keep your trap shut, dog breath.

Montoya: Bullock? You okay? You don't look so good. I mean, you never look good, but today you look worse.

Robin: Nightwing! What are you doing here?
Nightwing: Just following a pattern of obsessive behavior instilled in me at an early age.
Batman: You should work on your stealth skills. I heard you coming half-way across the roof.
Nightwing: Good to see you too.

Batman: So the question is, who wants to eliminate me?
Alfred: That line is forming around the block, sir.

Candice: With Batman out of the way, Gotham could be yours, so could I.
Bane: And what about your employer?
Candice: Well, accidents do happen.

Joker: How about that, Bats? You broke my face and got seven years of bad luck. Are you going to try for 14 or are you going to try and raise that anchorman out of the ocean?

Two-Face: Poison Ivy.
Ivy: It's been a long time, Harvey. You're still looking half-way decent.
Two-Face: Half of me wants to strangle ya.
Ivy: And what does the other half want?
Two-Face: To hit ya with a truck.
Ivy: We used to date.
Joker & Penguin: Ahh.

Batman (reading note): "Where iron horses go to rot and children toot their horns a lot, a damsels pleas shall come to naught."
Gordon: Do you know what it means?
Batman: Don't you?

Harley: I'm depressed, Red. Here it is holiday time and we're hiding out in this dingy rat-trap. No presents, no fun, no nothing. Can't we at least get a Christmas Tree?
Ivy: What?! And support the mad campaign of botanical genocide that grips this country every December?

Bruce: Alfred tells me you failed a civics test.
Tim: Like I really care what a district attorney does.
Bruce: You don't know the first things about the American justice system, do you?
Tim: I know it's bogus.
Bruce: And how did you come to that well thought out conclusion?
Tim: Watching you.

Ra's: Forgive my servant. He feels that no one should proceed me. Call it over zealousness.
Batman: I think I'll call it 'strike one.'

Ubu: Infidel!
Batman: If you only knew how sick I am of you calling me that!

Catwoman: Are you getting soft on criminals, or just on me?
Batman: I think the fever is making you delusional.
Catwoman: Ever the escape artist, I see.

Bruce: I should have known. It was too easy.
Susan: Relationships aren't supposed to be easy. Even I know that and I'm just a vegetable.

Batman: What's the attraction, Quinn? This sick attraction with the Joker?
Harley: Look, Bats. When I was a doctor I was always listening to other people's problems then I met Mister J who listened to me for a change and made everything fun.
Batman: You think it's funny when he hurts people?
Harley: It's just a joke.
Batman: Hope you're still laughing when it's your turn.

Harley: See, do I know how Mister J thinks or what? Ha! And here you thought I was just another bubble-headed-blonde-bimbo! Well the joke's on you, I'm not even a real blonde!

Ivy: Admit it darling. You didn't think two women were capable of bringing you down.
Batman: Man or woman, a sick mind is capable of anything.
Ivy: A very enlightened statement Batman. We'll carve it on your headstone.

Scarecrow: I am the master of fear! The lord of despair! Cower before me and witness terror!
Harley: Hi, Professor Crane.
Scarecrow: Good evening child. (To Batman) Worship me you fools! Worship me! Scream hosannas of anguish to Scarecrow, the all-terrible god of fear!
Robin: I think he's getting better.

Blood: "There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, that are dreamt of in your philosophy."
Tim: What's that supposed to mean?
Bruce: It means get up. We've got a branding iron to find.

Dispatcher (over Police Band): Disturbance reported at the top of the Crown restaurant. Suspect is a male costumed extremist armed with what appears to be a . . . Ketchup gun.
Batman: It's going to be one of those nights.

Joker: Dear friends. . .Today is the day that the clown cried. And he cries not for the passing of one man, but for the death of a dream. The dream that he would someday taste the ultimate victory over his hated enemy. For it was the Batman who made me the happy soul I am today. How I agonized over the perfect way to thank him for that. Perhaps with a cyanide pie in the face. Or an exploding whoopie-cushion playfully planted in the Batmobile. But those dreams were dashed by the weaselly little gunsel sitting there in our midst. The cowardly insignificant gonif who probably got lucky when Batman slipped on the slime trail this loser left behind him. This mound of diseased hyena filth who's not fit to lick the dirt from my spats. . . ! But I digress. The time for sorrow has passed. It's time to look to a future filled with smiles. And I'll be smiling again just as soon as we take that man there and slap him in that box there and roll him into that vat of acid there!

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Big Guy and Rusty

Big Guy: Time to serve up two scoops of candy coated Kaboom!

Big Guy: For the Lova Mike

Big Guy: Rusty, Maybe your thinking you can't pull this off, that you need me there to back you up. Just remember that you and I are made from the same stuff. Tax payer's dollars. American Pride and sweat from an honest days work. You can do it son. I know you can.

Rusty: Big guy I'm soooo sorry.

Rusty: Isn't that a Federal offense Big Guy?
Big Guy: The only offense was the way that mailbox was laughing at me.

Lt. Hunter: I suppose you don't need shut down mode anymore?
Big Guy: On Joe and Jane's tax dollars? Not a chance.

Big Guy: No not-of-this-earth surgical-probe-wielding invader's gonna deprive this planet's children and their growing bones of even one glass of wholesome milk!

Big Guy: Let me introduce you to the BGY Incendiary Trigger Device. Sure you see it coming. You're psychic. But there's not a darned thing you can do about it.

Big Guy: Who can make the bugs drop? The candyman can!

Number three: The BGY must be somewhere!
Number two: Obviously, Number Three. Ten tons of circuitry and steel don't just vanish into the ether.
Number three: You watch your tone!

Big Guy: Fact - the only thing more piping hot than Mom's fresh apple pie is the sting of my anti-lowlife terrorist magpopper. Want a slice?

Rusty: Run! I'm gonna vaporize you!
Jenny: Polite of him to warn us.

Jenny (to Donovan): If we separate, one of us may survive! And that would be me.

Big Guy: Say hello to KingdomCome.com!

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Gundam Wing

Catherine: Cmon, my little doll. Try to look scared or I won't have any fun.

Dr J: They should be able to return you safely to Earth from here.
Relena: May I ask you why you saved my life, Dr J? Is it because of my father? Because I'm Darilan's daughter?
Dr J: Not at all. It's because you had the same look in your eyes as Heero did. That genuine expression. Heero is actually a kind-hearted young boy.
Relena: Yes, I know that.
Dr J: But Heero is very dedicated to his mission. Stay away from him, if you value your life.

Relena: I don't have time to listen to you and your war hobbies, Dorothy!

Heero: This gun has six barrels of rotating death. Any questions?

Quatre: Trowa, outer space has gone crazy! I'm gonna use this Gundam to destroy it all. I have no choice but to destroy all the weapons that have accumulated out here. The colonies are becoming armed, right? That's why the colonies must be destroyed!

Heero: If everything has gone crazy, then I'll believe in myself and keep fighting.

Trowa: Oh, Quatre, it doesn't matter how it happened but the colonies have teamed up with OZ. And we have to keep in mind it does mark the end of a war. At the same time it means that our missions have come to an end. From our point of view it's disappointing that the colonies we've been fighting for have changed their perspective, but that's what happens in wars. We've got no choice but to accept it. The only question left is what happens to the remaining soldiers. What happens in our hearts. With us Gundam pilots we were completely trained to be soldiers before we even realized it. When you put everything into a battle you start to think you can change the times all by yourself, don't you? But Quatre, you're not the only one who feels that way. We all do. But the kinder you are, the bigger the toll it takes on you. We have to fight with ourselves in our hearts and we have to do it harshly in order to come to the right conclusions, even if it means our battles to date are meaningless. We have to acknowledge the facts. The five of us have become nothing more than redundant soldiers Quatre. So now lets accept it. Turn back into the nice guy I once knew. I just hope something triggers your mind and calms you down. Something...

Quatre: If I lost control because of that cockpit, then I lost something important because of a worthless piece of machinery. I don't want to lose any more of what's important to me.

Quatre: You saved me Trowa. You really saved my soul.

Duo: I almost forgot what your like. You're just about as far from normal as they come.

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Sailor Moon

Serena: Yeah, well don't worry about me buddy.
Darien: I'm not. I know your gonna fail. You're never on time, you're always cramming junk food into your mouth, and you can't walk one block without falling down and taking at least three other people with you.

My Name is Hotaru
My name is Rini, rhymes with Teeny

Diana - Let me go, let me go, I want to see the show.

Darien: If forced to, we must fight for what we believe in.

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From the Little Washu site, by Mark Clifton

It is impossible to make anything foolproof because fools are so ingenious.

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon. - Susan Ertz

If something cannot go wrong at all, it will go wrong in a very spectacular way.

The 4th law of thermodynamics: Where Mihoshi is, chaos reigns.

All that glitters has a high refractive index.

Any philosophy that can be put in a nutshell belongs there.

He who hesitates is sometimes saved.

If at first you don't succeed, redefine success.

If at first you do succeed try to hide your astonishment.

If you can't learn to do it well, learn to enjoy doing it badly.

Theft from a single author is plagiarism.
Theft from two is comparative study.
Theft from three or more is research.

In most instances, all an argument proves is that two people are present.

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From the Pinky and the Brain website

Brain: I'll address them in the primitive argot of the South Seas. Me number one fella. Other fella number ten. Catchy all same same, you sabé?
Alan: G'day mate. You speak English? Me and the boys learned the lingo from an old island trader. Later on we ate him and shrank his blinkin' head. Wanna see?
Brain: Behold! I can create fire from a little box.
Alan: So what?
Native1: Big deal.
Native2: Let's eat 'em.
Brain: I can steal your souls and put them in this glass.
Alan: So what?
Native1: Big deal.
Native2: Let's eat 'em.
Pinky: I can make bubbles with my spit. [Natives gasp and bow down]

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Reboot

Bob: This is bad. Very bad.

Bob: Didn't you know I'm a Guardian? I know everything.

Game cube: Warning. Incoming game.

Bob: This is bad.
Enzo: Is it VERY bad?

Game Sprite: To win the chalice, listen to me. One in all, all in one, that is the key.

Mike: That smashing come from behind victory was brought to you by 32-bit lotion. Soothing 32-bit lotion, because you itch.

Spy binome: The jam is moldy in the kitchen and the rolling rabbit gathers no moss.
Megabyte: What?

Bob: They set off an explosion capable of destroying an entire planet!
Dot: Bad idea.
Bob: Yes, especially if your inside the planet.

Mike: RUN, RUN and when you're finished, RUN SOME MORE!!!

Mike: I know it sounds crazy, but something horrible came out of her looking glass! And it wasn't Alice!

Hack: We're looking for a Null. Have you seen one?
Mike: Have I seen one?! HAVE I SEEN ONE?!?!?! That's a joke right?
Slash: Joke - thing said or done to cause laughter.
Mike: Hack, Slash!! It's yooouuur lucky day!! You were looking for a single null. What about 2 Million!!! It's NULLZILLA!!

Bob: I am Guardian 452. State your name and function.
Gigabyte: I am become Gigabyte. Destroyer of systems.

Hex: But the Principal Office is just SCREAMING OUT TO BE DESTROYED!!!

Bob: There's something wrong. Something here. I can feel it.

Bob: Harm Mainfraime? I don't think so.

Phong: Code Masters are inter system eliminators of great skill and power.
Bob: Yeah, we studied them in guardian programming but I never encountered them in the supercomputer.
Phong: They are one of the most vicious societies that run on the net and even in the web.

Bob: Well what is it?
Enzo: Is it like a killer Code Master, guardian destroying, energy eating virus? Something that'll keep replicating and replicating until it takes over Bob's entire body? Huh? Huh?
Phong: We are not quite so fortunate.

Enzo: I am Guardian Matrix, charged with defending this system. Two viruses take over my home? I don't think so!

AndrAIa: Hi little sparky. Now, you know you shouldn't be in here.
Enzo: I know, but you left me with Cecil. Have you ever spent any time with Cecil? I'd rather be nullified in a game.

Dot: Cecil, don't you think it's a little spartan?
Bob: And it's big.

CPU: If you ask me, he's two chips short of a motherboard. Well he IS!

Bob: Why Megabyte? Why do this?
MB: It amused me.

Daemon: Deacon do you love me?
Deacon: Of course my lady. We all love you, you are the word.
AndrAIa: It's not the same thing.

Slash: Okay lady, leave the guardian alone and step away from the portal!

Daemon: I am Daemon. I am not an entity, I am a time. My time is now.