No other factory in the world mixes its chocolate by waterfall. But it's the only way if you want it just... right.
There's no earthly way of knowing / Which direction we are going / There's no knowing where we're rowing / Or which way the river's flowing / Is it raining? / Is it snowing? / Is a hurricane a-blowing? / Not a speck of light is showing / So the danger must be growing / Are the fires of hell a-glowing? / Is the grisly reaper mowing? / Yes, the danger must be growing / 'Cause the rowers keep on rowing / And they're certainly not showing / Any signs that they are slowing!
Well, fortunately, small boys are extremely springy and elastic. So I think we'll put him in my special taffy-pulling machine. That should do the trick. To the taffy-pulling room. You'll find the boy in his mother's purse. But be extremely careful.
Wrong, sir! Wrong! Under section 37B of the contract signed by him, it states quite clearly that all offers shall become null and void if -- and you can read it for yourself in this photostatic copy -- "I, the undersigned, shall forfeit all rights, privileges, and licenses herein and herein contained," et cetera, et cetera... "Fax mentis incendium gloria cultum," et cetera, et cetera... "Memo bis punitor delicatum"! It's all there, black and white, clear as crystal! You stole fizzy lifting drinks! You bumped into the ceiling which now has to be washed and sterilized, so you get nothing! You lose! Good day sir!
You who murdered a hundred thousand Iraqis to save a nickel on a gallon of gas are going to lecture me on the rules of war!? Well DON'T.
Rule Number Three: I can't bring people back from the dead. It's not a pretty picture, and I don't like doing it!
Thank you for chosing Magic Carpet for all your travel needs. Don't stand till the rug has come to a complete stop. Thank you, good bye, good bye, thank you, good bye. Now, how about that, Mr. Doubting Mustafa?
Okay, Sparky, here's the deal: You wanna court the little lady, ya gotta be a straight shooter, do ya got it?
Well my friend Sweet Jay took me to that video arcade in town, right, and they don't speak English there, so Jay got into a fight and he's all, "Hey quit hasslin' me cuz' I don't speak French" or whatever! And then the guy said something in Paris talk, and I'm like, "Just back off!" And they're all, "Get out!" And we're like, "Make me!" It was cool.
Let me tell you a little story about a man named Sh! Sh! even before you start. That was a pre-emptive "sh!" Now, I have a whole bag of "sh!" with your name on it.
It's Dr. Evil, I didn't spend six years in Evil Medical School to be called "mister," thank you very much.
