I can Phil it Collins in the air tonight, oh Lord
—A common fan joke based on Phil Collins' In the Air Tonight
Admiral: A funeral for a nail, you say?!
Gardener: A snail! Snail!
Gardener: A snail! Snail!
Fred Lennon: Nothing like a valley great thrashing the beef up your thirst. What say we toddle on down the pub?
Murry Wilson: There's action beef in your purse so you want to show a poodle your pud? You degenerate—
Fred: I said, let's go get smashed.
Murry: Now, you're talking my language!
Murry Wilson: There's action beef in your purse so you want to show a poodle your pud? You degenerate—
Fred: I said, let's go get smashed.
Murry: Now, you're talking my language!
— Rock N Roll Dad, "Kindred Spirits"
Phil DeVille: Tommy gots a cold?
Kimi Finster: Oh, no, poor Tommy!
Tommy Pickles: Guys, I'm not getting old; I just said I gots a cold!
Savannah: But that's just what Phil said!
Tommy: Oh, sorry.
Lil DeVille: That's okay. Do you gots any adventures planned?
Tommy: No! I don't gots a splinter in my hand, but I do gots a headache.
Kimi Finster: Oh, no, poor Tommy!
Tommy Pickles: Guys, I'm not getting old; I just said I gots a cold!
Savannah: But that's just what Phil said!
Tommy: Oh, sorry.
Lil DeVille: That's okay. Do you gots any adventures planned?
Tommy: No! I don't gots a splinter in my hand, but I do gots a headache.
Robin: Barney, this is an intervention
Barney: I'm sorry! I can't hear you!
Marshall: Alright. Enough with the old man bit!
Barney: What about the old sand pit?
Lily: Let it go!
Barney: Let it snow? I love that old diddy.
Ted: I'm getting my flail.
Barney: You're setting sail?
Barney: I'm sorry! I can't hear you!
Marshall: Alright. Enough with the old man bit!
Barney: What about the old sand pit?
Lily: Let it go!
Barney: Let it snow? I love that old diddy.
Ted: I'm getting my flail.
Barney: You're setting sail?
Gru: What is this?!
Dr. Nefario: A dozen boogie robots! Boogie!
Gru: Cookie robots! I said cookie robots! Why are you— Why are you so... old?!
Dr. Nefario: A dozen boogie robots! Boogie!
Gru: Cookie robots! I said cookie robots! Why are you— Why are you so... old?!
Woman: Come quick! It's amazing!
Man: A blazing?! What?! Where?!
Woman: Whale! The canal!
Man: Bail the canal!? Why?!
Woman: It's turning around in the boatyard!
Man: Burning down the boatyard?!
Man: A blazing?! What?! Where?!
Woman: Whale! The canal!
Man: Bail the canal!? Why?!
Woman: It's turning around in the boatyard!
Man: Burning down the boatyard?!
Cookie Monster: Me no think hippopotamus gonna fit in little tank.
Emma: Not a hippopotamus; a hypothesis!
Emma: Not a hippopotamus; a hypothesis!
— Sink or Float, a Licensed Game for Sesame Street
This octopus!
Let's give him boots!
Send him to Nooooorth Koooooreeeeaaaaaa!
— Misheard lyrics of O Fortuna
Oscar: I see you have a cold in your nose!
Cyranose de Berjerac: What?
Oscar: I said, "A cold in your nose"!
Cyranose: Cold in my toes?! Why do you say that?! This is silly!
Zoe: Yeah; this is silly!
Oscar: No, uh, I said, "A cold in your... [points at his nose] nose"! Nose, nose, nose!
Cyranose: A cold in my clothes?! Why, my shoes are not running!
Cyranose de Berjerac: What?
Oscar: I said, "A cold in your nose"!
Cyranose: Cold in my toes?! Why do you say that?! This is silly!
Zoe: Yeah; this is silly!
Oscar: No, uh, I said, "A cold in your... [points at his nose] nose"! Nose, nose, nose!
Cyranose: A cold in my clothes?! Why, my shoes are not running!
Richard: And tell me what you do, because you look a bit artistic.
Civvie: Well, that's not nice. This isn't 4chan. We prefer to say "on the spectrum".
Civvie: Well, that's not nice. This isn't 4chan. We prefer to say "on the spectrum".
Candace: Hello, brothers! I made you a pie... for your Bust Day!
Phineas: Well, that can't be right. Bus Day isn't until next week. Guess she's getting a head start.
Phineas: Well, that can't be right. Bus Day isn't until next week. Guess she's getting a head start.
Twilight Sparkle: Applejack, can we talk?
Applejack: Can bees squawk?! I don't think so!
Twilight Sparkle: No, can we talk?
Applejack: Twenty stalks?! Bean or celery?!
Twilight Sparkle: No! I need to talk to you!
Applejack: You need to walk to the zoo?! Well, who's stopping you?!
Twilight Sparkle: I need to talk to you!
Applejack: Oh! Well, why didn't ya say so?!
Applejack: Can bees squawk?! I don't think so!
Twilight Sparkle: No, can we talk?
Applejack: Twenty stalks?! Bean or celery?!
Twilight Sparkle: No! I need to talk to you!
Applejack: You need to walk to the zoo?! Well, who's stopping you?!
Twilight Sparkle: I need to talk to you!
Applejack: Oh! Well, why didn't ya say so?!
Pinkie Pie: A cup of flour.
Applejack: Cup of sour?!
Applejack: Cup of sour?!
Lorena: Do the princes know what we look like?
King Jack: Yes. I sent them a portrait of all of you as well, and they wrote back saying: "Each daughter's beauty is nothing short of Elysian."
Lorena: 'A lesion'??! Hm, they're not very good at compliments. But whatevs, they're hot.
King Jack: Yes. I sent them a portrait of all of you as well, and they wrote back saying: "Each daughter's beauty is nothing short of Elysian."
Lorena: 'A lesion'??! Hm, they're not very good at compliments. But whatevs, they're hot.
Dorien: I was Helen. I was a face that launched a thousand ships.
Tracey: What, they started throwin' food at ya?
Dorien: "Ships", Tracey, not "chips".
Kobeni: You've been conspiring with them all along, haven't you?! YOU'RE ARAI THE SPY!
Power: Ooh, there's pie?
Power: Ooh, there's pie?
Mr. Weenie: "They're gonna be torn to pieces!"
Elliot: "Torn to pizzas?"
Mr. Weenie: "Pieces, you strudelkopf!"
No, no, no! I said, "*dart* gun", not...
— Gru, after his assistant makes a fart gun, Despicable Me
The Grim Reaper: "I have come for you!"
Morticia Addams: "Something about a shoe?"
Grim Reaper: "I have come for you!"
Gomez Addams: "Why are gum clouds blue? I don't know."
— The New Addams Family, "Death Visits the Addams Family"
Drax: What are they called again?
Peter Quill: Anulax Batteries.
Drax: Harbulary Batteries.
Peter Quill: That's nothing like what I just said.
Wendover: I was at Dunkirk, mate.
Satterjee: Oh, very good ferry service at Dunkirk. British Railway. Most excellent.
Wendover: I was talkin' about the beaches.
Satterjee: Oh, very sandy. The beaches.
Wendover: I' wasn't when I was there. I' was full o' bomb 'oles.
Satterjee: Oh, yes. The-the sunbathing was very good, also.
Wendover: I said "bomb 'oles", not-
Christian: 'Ere, what about the Trojan 'Orse.
Lurcio: Why, what do they do? (Beat) Oh, the Trojan Horse, yes!
"'Sterilization'? I am list'nin'! Oh, 'serialization'."
— Beryl, Please Turn Over
Matron: I am Matron here!
District Nurse: Nothing "queer" about it at all, happens all the time.
