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Post by Lauren on Sept 30, 2005 12:20:26 GMT -5
Bill: *thinking* I'd like to give this guy a boot right in the backside...
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Post by Lauren on Sept 30, 2005 12:40:39 GMT -5
After the little green guys decided that Ralph was no longer suited to wear the suit, he became a Private Investigator. Needless to say, even though he was very good at the job & it went well, most of the time, he still missed the suit on several occasions.
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Post by MelMac on Sept 30, 2005 18:17:04 GMT -5
Bill: Carlisle, can I go to the bathroom? Carlisle: Maxwell, we are in the middle of an important discussion about nuclear warfare gone missing and you're asking to go to the bathroom? Next thing I'll know, you'll ask me if you can play Battleship. Bill: Well, can I play Battleship after I go to the bathroom?
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Post by MelMac on Sept 30, 2005 20:11:59 GMT -5
Bill: Come on Ralph, give me a boost. We're almost to the treasure at the top of the crow's nest on this aircraft carrier. I'm not going to let a damaged staircase stop us Ralph: Bill, wouldn't it be easier if I just flew up there and got it? Bill: Come on kid, where's your sense of adventure? Ralph: Somewhere in the brig, after you locked me in there as a joke and dropped the key down the sink.
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Post by MelMac on Sept 30, 2005 22:28:59 GMT -5
Bill: I think I broke my wrist, Ralph. Ralph: Well, goes to show you that you can't punch a hole in steel with you bare hands. On the plus side, you made a good size dent in the metal though.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 3, 2005 18:17:24 GMT -5
[ ] Bill: Ralph, hurry...my hand is trying to eat my face!
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 3, 2005 18:18:19 GMT -5
[ ] Ralph (off-screen): Bill, what are you doing? Bill: Shakin' my little tush on the catwalk.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 3, 2005 18:20:44 GMT -5
[ ] Bill: Here's to the gipper. [ ] Ralph: The who? Bill: Don't be an egghead.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 3, 2005 18:24:19 GMT -5
[ ] Bill: Okay, Cannell, put the music back.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 3, 2005 18:25:57 GMT -5
[ ] Bill: I do NOT taste like chicken.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 3, 2005 18:48:30 GMT -5
[ ] Bill (to self): I may have to get Ralph. I don't think my gun is long enough to plug that leak.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 3, 2005 18:54:27 GMT -5
[ ] Bill: Mad? I'm not mad. If I was mad, I would stick that gun up your keyster and pull the trigger...I'm not mad. I'm just gonna stick up your keyster and twist.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 3, 2005 18:58:00 GMT -5
[ ] Pam: Bill, do you like my lipstick? It's called "Drop Dead Fed." Bill (to self): Don't look...she's just a hot dame....just a hot dame.....just a hot dame.....
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Post by Lauren on Oct 3, 2005 22:30:37 GMT -5
Bill: What do you see? Ralph: I see my career going into the toilet and me working on something called PROBLEM CHILD 3. Ouch... Ralph: Tell me you didn't just say that!? I'll do some good movies, I tell ya! Maybe one about an evil house... or how about a cowboy one... or-- Bill: Yes, I'm telling you, he IS a good actor. A little high strung sometimes, but... Heh.
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Post by billswoman on Oct 4, 2005 6:11:38 GMT -5
Bill: Yeah, my name's Bill Maxwell, how'd you know? A psychic and fortuneteller? Don't gimme that bunk. What? UFO? Green guys? Red suit? Put your shrink on hazard pay, lady. Blond kid going "splat"? Look, lady, lemme check those tea leaves you're reading, 'cause I'm sure it's illegal. ('hazard pay' line gratefully stolen from Douglas Adams, may he rest in peace.)
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 4, 2005 15:15:11 GMT -5
[ ] Bill (singsong voice): I see London...I see France...Ralph is running around in his underpants.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 4, 2005 15:17:00 GMT -5
[ ] Ralph: Bill, that's amazing! Bill: I know...three minutes a day toning this piece of arse.
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 4, 2005 15:19:16 GMT -5
[ ] Bill (to self): I think there's a spot on my gun....out damn spot. (Got to love MACBETH references).
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Post by HoudiniDerek on Oct 4, 2005 15:57:08 GMT -5
[ ] Bill (to self): Darn animal magnetism anyway.
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Post by MelMac on Oct 4, 2005 16:26:09 GMT -5
Ralph: Bill, will you answer us, what's going on? Pam: I don't know hon, he hasn't talked in a while. Nor moved, for that matter. You don't think he's? ... Ralph: No, Pam, Bill's fine, this isn't him. Look at the pocket tag, it reads, "Property of Madame Tussauds."
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