"Best of the Best Page 18 (2001)"

UnReality: "A little *privacy*?!"	cybermedic: Okay, on the count of 3 we grab his torch 1....	JohnSteed: "And now, this announcement from Iowa State University..."
RodRocket: "You couldn't tell I was a Nazi? The blonde hair? The blue eyes? Sh*t, I'm Adoloph's wet dream!"	Indomitus: "They're sandpeople alright…" "WRONG MOVIE, HARRISON!!!"	Indomitus: Shot at, blown up, beat up, drowned, and now cornholed by a Nazi. Is he having a bad day, or what?
porpoise: "Choke myself or you'll shoot me?"	Indomitus: The world's first- and last- game of "Shoot" football. "He's at the 40! The 30! OHHH! And he's just taken a slug through the brain! That's gotta hurt!"	JohnSteed: "The word of God..... J... *CRACK* AHHHHHH! Wait, in Latin, Jones begins with an I!"
Mystic_Cobra: Even after being dead for thousands of years… men still gotta have HOOTERS!!!	Short_Round: Come on. Don't go off half-cocked...	Short_Round: "I don't need you! I don't need this money! All I need is this remote control. I don't need one other thing. Except this lamp. This remote control and this lamp. And that's ALL I need! Oh, I need this…"
shanky: "Oh jeez, Doug. It's like cold in here." "It's the perfect temp for beer, you hoser!"	psychomorph: "The letterboxing comes up to about... here. Let's take off our pants."	Toht_Jam: Trying to look under the table with the sun in his eyes, Harrison Ford can't see What Lies Beneath.
Short_Round: "I said I don't want to hear no more fucking Piano Man! Play me some mountain music. The kind that grandma and grandpa used to play. Got it?"	screaming_fist: How Indiana Jones Eats a Rhesus	Toht_Jam: **grunt, bend, grunt, bend** / "Hahahaha, the mighty Hercules!" / "Please stop saying that."