Shelbyville Kid: If you're from Shelbyville, how come we've never seen you at school?
Bart: Uh, I don't go to school.
Kid: OK... what's 2 + 2?
Bart: Five.
Kid: Eh, his story checks out.
Bart: Uh, I don't go to school.
Kid: OK... what's 2 + 2?
Bart: Five.
Kid: Eh, his story checks out.
—The Simpsons, "Lemon of Troy"
Weld: This is good work, but it doesn’t excuse or make up for what happened earlier.
"Shadow Stalker": Whatever.
Weld: No. This is serious. You assaulted a team member. I’m not about to let that slide.
"Shadow Stalker": What are you going to do?
Weld: After these guys are securely in custody, we’re going to have words with the Director. She wants you on this team, for whatever reason, so I don’t expect your probation will be broken, but there’s going to be consequences.
"Shadow Stalker": Fuck.
Weld: And you’re going to apologize to Kid Win. I don’t ever want you assaulting him again.
"Shadow Stalker": Stop fucking testing me. I’m too tired for this. It wasn’t Kid Win.
Weld: Who was it, then?
"Shadow Stalker": Fuck off! It’s me.
Weld: Hey. Who was it?
"Shadow Stalker": Clockblocker.
Weld (knowing it was actually Vista): Heads up! Trap!
"Shadow Stalker": Whatever.
Weld: No. This is serious. You assaulted a team member. I’m not about to let that slide.
"Shadow Stalker": What are you going to do?
Weld: After these guys are securely in custody, we’re going to have words with the Director. She wants you on this team, for whatever reason, so I don’t expect your probation will be broken, but there’s going to be consequences.
"Shadow Stalker": Fuck.
Weld: And you’re going to apologize to Kid Win. I don’t ever want you assaulting him again.
"Shadow Stalker": Stop fucking testing me. I’m too tired for this. It wasn’t Kid Win.
Weld: Who was it, then?
"Shadow Stalker": Fuck off! It’s me.
Weld: Hey. Who was it?
"Shadow Stalker": Clockblocker.
Weld (knowing it was actually Vista): Heads up! Trap!
Parker: You're a former Minden Boy like meself! 2nd Royal Fusiliers, under old Hiron Boot Samuel.
"Janus": Yes, yes, of course.
Parker: Tried to go over 'is 'ead once. Got 20 days in the slammer for me trouble.
"Janus": Because an army runs on a strict adherence to the chain of command. Otherwise we'd be courting anarchy, eh, old chap?
Parker: (suspicious) Right you are, sir...
(after the two are escorted out)
Penelope: Something seemed rather off about our host, wouldn't you agree, Parker?
Parker: Mmm...
Penelope: I take it that's a yes?
Parker: Milady, we 2nd Fuzzees weren't the Minden Boys; we were the Shiners. And Samuel wasn't the Colonel; 'e was the Colonel's dog. That Janus isn't who 'e claims to be.
"Janus": Yes, yes, of course.
Parker: Tried to go over 'is 'ead once. Got 20 days in the slammer for me trouble.
"Janus": Because an army runs on a strict adherence to the chain of command. Otherwise we'd be courting anarchy, eh, old chap?
Parker: (suspicious) Right you are, sir...
(after the two are escorted out)
Penelope: Something seemed rather off about our host, wouldn't you agree, Parker?
Parker: Mmm...
Penelope: I take it that's a yes?
Parker: Milady, we 2nd Fuzzees weren't the Minden Boys; we were the Shiners. And Samuel wasn't the Colonel; 'e was the Colonel's dog. That Janus isn't who 'e claims to be.
Louis Strack, Jr.: I'm glad you survived, Robert. I'd hate to see your kids deprived of a role model.
Darkman, impersonating Robert G. Durant: They do look up to me.
Louis Strack, Jr.: When I was young, my father made me work high steel. Just me and the indians, no-one else crazy enough to run around up here against the wind. $4.50 an hour. Call me crazy, sometimes I miss it! Life on the edge! Five inches wide, six-hundred-fifty feet down! High Steel! Oh, by the way, you don't have any kids, Robert.
Darkman, impersonating Robert G. Durant: They do look up to me.
Louis Strack, Jr.: When I was young, my father made me work high steel. Just me and the indians, no-one else crazy enough to run around up here against the wind. $4.50 an hour. Call me crazy, sometimes I miss it! Life on the edge! Five inches wide, six-hundred-fifty feet down! High Steel! Oh, by the way, you don't have any kids, Robert.
Eizen: So you're alive. You could have written a letter.
Aifread: And since when have you ever written a letter to another man?
Eizen: True. Aside from my brother, not even once.
Aifread: Your brother? Ah, yes, you told me about that-
(Eizen punches Aifread in the stomach)
Aifread: Eizen... Why...?
Eizen: I've got no brother. (Aifread and his shackles disappear)
Aifread: And since when have you ever written a letter to another man?
Eizen: True. Aside from my brother, not even once.
Aifread: Your brother? Ah, yes, you told me about that-
(Eizen punches Aifread in the stomach)
Aifread: Eizen... Why...?
Eizen: I've got no brother. (Aifread and his shackles disappear)
Helen: Please, Dave, call me Helen.
Professor Madblood (disguised as Dave): Oh, of course, if you prefer informality...
Helen: After that night of passion we shared, I think we can call each other by first name.
Madblood: ...Excuse me?
Artie: Excuse me?!
Helen: (thinking) That's right, Wolf. Now we play hardball.
Professor Madblood (disguised as Dave): Oh, of course, if you prefer informality...
Helen: After that night of passion we shared, I think we can call each other by first name.
Madblood: ...Excuse me?
Artie: Excuse me?!
Helen: (thinking) That's right, Wolf. Now we play hardball.
Superman: Tell me something only I would know.
"Superman": Two words: Beef. Bourguignon.
Superman: That's impossible...!
"Superman": Two words: Beef. Bourguignon.
Superman: That's impossible...!
Robin: Seriously, who are you?
"Robin": My mother is Talia Al-Ghul.
Robin: That's not possible!
"Robin": My mother is Talia Al-Ghul.
Robin: That's not possible!
Catwoman: Bet you can't find my safehouse.
"Catwoman": The dusty tenement on Harlow Street?
Catwoman: Well played, copycat.
"Catwoman": The dusty tenement on Harlow Street?
Catwoman: Well played, copycat.
—Injustice 2, subverting the trope
James Bond: That's rather potent. Not the cork, your aftershave. Strong enough to bury anything.
(Bond samples a glass of the Mouton Rothschild served by Mr. Wint)
James Bond: The wine is quite excellent. Although for such a grand meal, I had rather expected a claret.
Mr. Wint: Of course. Unfortunately, our cellar is rather poorly stocked with clarets.
James Bond: Mouton Rothschild is a claret. And I've smelt that aftershave two times before. And both times, I've smelled a rat.
(Bond samples a glass of the Mouton Rothschild served by Mr. Wint)
James Bond: The wine is quite excellent. Although for such a grand meal, I had rather expected a claret.
Mr. Wint: Of course. Unfortunately, our cellar is rather poorly stocked with clarets.
James Bond: Mouton Rothschild is a claret. And I've smelt that aftershave two times before. And both times, I've smelled a rat.
