Natasha Fatale:
Boris, is Moose you said you killed in previous episode?
Boris Badenov:
Look, it's his show. If he wants to be hard to kill, let him.
Rocky:
Bullwinkle, I'm worried.
Bullwinkle:
Ratings down in the show again?
Rocky:
No.
Bullwinkle:
That's odd.
Rocky:
I'm worried because there have already been two attempts on your life.
Bullwinkle:
Oh, don't worry. We will be renewed.
Rocky:
I'm not talking about the Bullwinkle Show.
Bullwinkle:
You had better; we could use the publicity.
Boris:
[
trying to trick Rocky and Bullwinkle] I am part of one of the biggest advertising company's in the country. Dancer, Prancer, Blitzen and Fink.
Bullwinkle:
Yeah, I have heard of those first three fellows, but who is Fink?
Boris:
I am Fink.
Natasha:
You can say that again dahling.
Rocky:
(recognizing Boris's voice) That voice. Where have I heard that voice before?
Bullwinkle:
In about 365 other episodes. But I don't know who it is either.
Rocky:
Bullwinkle, it says here that for you to inherit the fortune, you have to spend the weekend in the ancestral home; Abominable Manor.
Bullwinkle:
That's no problem. I've been living in an abominable manner all my life.
Rocky:
Bullwinkle, do you know what an A-Bomb is?
Bullwinkle:
Sure, a bomb is what some people call our show.
Rocky:
I don't think that's very funny.
Bullwinkle:
Neither do they apparently
Natasha:
Boris, how are we going to steal car from moose and squirrel?
Boris:
Easy, we are going into the used car business.
Natasha:
On purpose?
Bullwinkle:
But here, cleverly disguised as a bomb, is a bomb.
[
repeated line]
Rocket J. Squirrel:
And now, here to tell you everything about anything is Mr. Know-It-All.
[
repeated line]
Rocky:
OK, then, thank you, Mr. Know-It-All.
Boris Badenov:
You busy-bodies have busied your last body.
Cloyd:
On the moon we always carry a spare heart.
Bullwinkle:
Must be nice come Valentine's Day.
[
repeated lines]
Rocky:
And now...
Bullwinkle:
Hey, Rocky, watch me pull a rabbit outta my hat.
[
repeated line]
Boris Badenov:
Shut up your mouth.
Old woman:
I'm not really a wicked fairy. I'm just wicked.
[
repeated line]
Mr. Peabody:
I smell foul play, Sherman.
The Announcer:
Well, you're just in time for what might be a very unhappy ending.
[
repeated line]
Dudley Do-Right:
Stop, Snidely Whiplash, in the name of the law.
[
repeated line]
Rocky:
Hokey smoke.
[
lead-in to many commercials]
Rocky:
Look, Bulliwinkle, a message in a bottle.
Bullwinkle:
Fan mail from a flounder?
Rocky:
This is what I really call a message.
Rocky:
And now, here's something we hope you'll really like.
[
Rocky and Bullwinkle have brought an old model ship to an antique dealer]
Rocky:
Bullwinkle, this ship is covered in rubies and look what's written on the side! O-Mar Khay-yam. Bullwinkle, do you know what this is?
Bullwinkle:
Well, if you're waiting on me to say it, I won't.
Antique Dealer:
Me neither.
Rocky:
OK, then this must be
[
pause]
Rocky:
"The Ruby Yacht of Omar Khayyam".
Bullwinkle, Antique Dealer:
OOOOH!
Bullwinkle:
[
explaining the components of a stereo system] This is the amplifier, which amplifies the sound. And this is the preamplifier, which, of course, amplifies the pree.
Bullwinkle:
You just leave it to my pal Rock. He's the brains of the outfit.
General:
And what does that make you?
Bullwinkle:
What else? The executive.
Boris Badenov:
Phooey! Foiled again!
Natasha Fatale:
Don't you mean, "Curses! Foiled again!"?
Boris Badenov:
Please, Natasha. This is kiddie show.
[
Bulwinkle has been captured by government agents]
Rocky:
Hey, what's the meaning of this?
Agent:
Military intelligence. That phrase mean anything to you?
Rocky:
It sounds like a contradiction of terms.
Boris Badenov:
Ah, it good to be back on campus.
Natasha Fatale:
Boris, you went to college? Penn State?
Boris Badenov:
No, state pen.
Rocky:
For all of you who want to be tigers in the field of journalism, here's Mr. Know-It-All.
Bullwinkle:
Hello, copycats.
Bullwinkle:
Today's lesson is how to be a lion tamer and pick up a little scratch... on the side... of your head.
Mr. Hector Peabody:
Sherman, that is your 1,000th fortune cookie. Do you want to spoil your dinner?
Rocky:
It's Bullwinkle!
Captain Peter "Wrongway" Peachfuzz:
Or a figment of somebody's imagination.
Rocky:
Figure of who's imagination?
Bullwinkle:
Who you calling a Fig Newton?
Bullwinkle:
Eenie meenie chili beanie, the spirits are about to speak.
Bullwinkle:
Got the wrong script from the teleprompter. As you know this is really the Humphley/Brinley report. No no. The Bullwinkle Show. And I am your moose-ster of ceremonies for the next half-hour: Bullwinkle his-self. As if you couldn't tell. I mean what other show has a host who sings, dances, recites poetry and has antlers? Well, on this network anyway...
Bullwinkle:
[
pointing to Florida on a map] Here it is: Frostbite Falls, Minnesota.
Rocket J. Squirrel:
Bullwinkle, that's Florida!
Bullwinkle:
Well, if they keep adding new states all the time how can you expect me to keep up?
[
an incident causes all the main characters to become lost at sea. There is nobody left on the screen]
Fish #1:
There's something you don't see every day.
Fish #2:
What's that?
Fish #1:
A TV show where all they show you is a picture of rocks.
Fish #2:
Well, c'mon. It *is* called "The Rocky Show".
[
repeated line]
Edgar:
That's something you don't see every day, Chauncey.
Chauncey:
What's that, Edgar?
Bullwinkle:
I'd like to apply for a job as an usher?
Boris:
What experience have you had?
Bullwinkle:
I've been in the dark for most of my life.
Dudley Do-Right:
Curses! Foiled again!
Snidely Whiplash:
Hey! That's *my* line!
Rocky:
Bullwinkle, did you forget the plot again?
Bullwinkle:
In a word, you said it.
Rocky:
That's three words.
Bullwinkle:
I'm a heavy tipper.
Rocky:
A thousand dollars to get to Frostbite Falls?
Bullwinkle:
You can buy the place for eight dollars cash.
[
repeated line]
Bullwinkle:
Jumping G. Horsefat!
Rocky:
Are you getting sea sick, Bullwinkle?
Bullwinkle:
No, I always turn green this time of year.
Rocky:
Well if you think this is bad?
Bullwinkle:
Yeah.
Rocky:
Just wait till we cast off.
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