"Who's the GM?"
"I am!"
"So you say."
"Everyone's done that."
"Drawn blood from their navel in an erotic fashion?"
They're acting like I'm Norman Bates! With a drug problem!
Damn it, Jim, I'm a dope fiend not a taxidermist!
Look, I snort dead people's skulls. No one else. That's my job.
A socket wrench, a Furby, a jar of crunchy peanut butter, and a condom.
Lubricated. Go kill people.
WHAT KIND OF MACGYVER ARE YOU?
Pick a drug and get addicted, damn it!
You really think I'm letting the Furby of Doom go?
You have a Hand of Glory. It smells faintly of cannabis.
They shot her the other day and buried her... the other day minus one.
I'm going to clamber down taking with me the rope, the peanut butter...
in fact, just the rope and the peanut butter. And him. And the piano
wire.
"Do you want it in your jacket pocket?"
"It's the Furby of Doom, yeah."
"Now we've only got the socket wrench and the condom to go."
You're about to get beaten to death by a clutch of grannies!
So it's the voice of someone roughly between pubescence and middle age?
I think I'm going to break into that as a respite from manic Furbies.
"Loom." NOT "Present breasts."
Ball gag. Ask Charlie; he bought one for his blow-up doll.
The dog is Flying Monkey-Fuck.
I applaud the Furby!
If he dies, oh well, but if he doesn't die we're going to have some fun.
He's not dead but he's still alive.
Pick a weapon... let the Furby choose.
That's not evidence, that's human remains!
You can't get extra crunchy blood!
Blowing up stuff... I'm having a plan...
Why do we have a portable defibrilator?
Being repulsive makes no difference to janitors.
I just want to know if we're committing callous cold-blooded murder of
a relative innocent, that's all.
Dude, your Furby's balls just dropped!
It's the throw-the-doggie-a-biscuit approach to rearing an Avatar of
the Executioner.
"What's Sovereign been up to?"
"Wibble."
"It would be covering for him if I actually know what the fuck he was
doing."
"What is the Seventh Seal of Solomon?"
"...Vanilla?"
So, I.... the Brummie Illuminati?
All right, a sharpened cuckoo
clock.
We didn't take the cougars anywhere, that's next week.
I'm playing with the Furby which you violated.
You violate the Furby and you don't pay attention; what's wrong with
you?
She's the richest woman in England, she writes books about magic, and
her husband probably couldn't survive a volley of automatic gunfire.
And, of course, I am a sex god.
Charlie's never produced a hit record.
Yes, it's Jason Voorhees porn. It's a select market.
I would give this film three thumbs up. I would give this film A SAVAGE
BEATING!
Hey, it's your saliva...
You don't do weight training with your cock!
"Would you mind giving me a lift to the hospital?"
"Does that involve leaving the flat?"
Around the time he picked up a knife instead of a spliff.
To clarify, the other things are my fault; I don't mind being blamed
for them.
Am I not stood behind a seven-foot man?
OK, I'll get the chainsaw. Again.
A soiree of East End gangsters... I think we have a new collective noun!
(to the Furby) "I'm getting there, I'm getting there."
"BREAK THEM NOW!"
You're taking the condom and the Furby, you trying to pull?
...and now, the screaming, and the running, and the burning...
ON THE GROUND OR I'LL SET THE FURBY ON YER!
We could kill a 5-year-old girl before game ends...
Furbies should not be admissible as evidence. Demonic Furbies doubly so.
...walking along with a chainsaw dripping blood whistling 'Oops, I did
it again'..."
...so you're PRO-dog fucking...
Does the guy staggering toward me look like someone I recently killed?
Did the Furby fuck Rachel-from-Friends too?
"Zombie dead with condom!"
"How do you kill a zombie with a condom?"
"Go for the head, it's the only sure killer!"
Is this Evil Dead, or does it have morals?
I'm not going to do much until I reach the Outer Hebrides. Then... um...
...fifty million pounds...
I'm just amazed that I got on a plane with a human hand in my luggage.
Watch Brandon, he's the one I'm most worried about trying to hunt me
down and kill me.
"He's a really bad assassin!"
"Yeah, but the Furby's great."