Are you pondering what I'm pondering?

Intrucat Pinky and the Brain vor ramane all time favorites pana la adancile batraneti [banuiala], am hotarat sa impart citate memorabile pentru delectarea publicului:



The Brain: We're going to a place where the sun never sets, the size of your wallet matters, and actors and actresses slave all day.
Pinky: We're going to Denny's?

The Brain: Do you practice being dim or is it a natural talent?
Pinky: Oh practice Brain. All day, EVERYDAY!

the Brain has made a list of the 5 things needed to be a country singer]
The Brain: Read the list to me, Pinky.
Pinky: Okay. "Cowboy clothes."
The Brain: Check.
Pinky: Southern accent.
The Brain: Check, Y'all.
Pinky: Very good, Brain. "Working-class values."
The Brain: I like beef jerky and the comedy stylings of Gallagher. Check.
Pinky: A name consisting of no less than three words.
The Brain: Just call me Bubba Bo Bob Brain. Check.
Pinky: A height of at least six feet.
The Brain: Che... Drats.

The Brain: Hurry up, Pinky, If we don't get to Carley Simon's house I'll never know if that song was about me.

The Brain: Sigmund Freud would have had a field day with you, Pinky.
Pinky: Ah, he liked sports then, did he?

The Brain: I'd like to thank all the little people I stepped on to get where I am today.

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but can the Gummi Worms really live in peace with the Marshmallow Chicks?

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but me and Pippi Longstocking... I mean, what would the children look like?

The Brain: Behold, I can create fire from a little box.
Alan: So what?
Cannibal #1: Big deal.
Cannibal #2: Let's eat 'em.
The Brain: I can steal your souls and put them in this glass.
Alan: So what?
Cannibal #1: Big deal.
Cannibal #2: Let's eat 'em.
Pinky: I can make bubbles with my spit.
[the cannibals gasp and begin to bow]
The Brain: *Now* do you believe we were sent by your god?
Alan: Naw, that's just *really cool*.

The Brain: Quiet Pinky, I'm getting ready for tomorrow night.
Pinky: Why? What are we going to do tomorrow night?
The Brain: [Irritated] Guess!
Pinky: Oh, try to take over the world, right...

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering, Pinky?
Pinky: Wha, I think so Brain, but - *snort* No, no, it's too stupid.
The Brain: We will disguise ourselves as a cow.
Pinky: Narf. That was it *exactly*.

The Brain: Moo. We are a cow. Take us to China.

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but then it'd be Snow White and the Seven Samurai...

The Brain: This is the earth. And this is Pinky. You can tell the difference quite easily. One is a lump of inert matter hurtling blindly through the void. The other... is the earth.

Si ultima, pour la bonne bouche:

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Woof, oh, I'd have to say the odds of that are terribly slim, Brain.
The Brain: True.
Pinky: I mean, really, when have I ever been pondering what you've been pondering?
The Brain: To my knowledge, never.
Pinky: Exactly. So, what are the chances that this time, I'm pondering what you're pondering?
The Brain: Next to nil.
Pinky: Well, that's exactly what I'm thinking, too.
The Brain: Therefore, you ARE pondering what I'm pondering.
Pinky: Poit, I guess I am.

Evident pentru a incheia intr-o nota magistrala va voi dezvalui planurile mele pentru diseara pentru ca stiu ca intrebarea asta e pe buzele tuturor...
I'm gonna...do the same thing I do every nighty....try to take over the world... [wrong line]...ahem...stay awake reading and listening to music?