| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
[G]ood luck to you, too. Well, actually, I
take that back. I hope you don't do well at all. Now that
I think about it, I hope you get violated by pig-monkey men
in the woods. |
| ----- |
| Gustav Shank: |
You and your snake obsessions. |
| Himmel Shank: |
If you don't like my obsession, maybe you shouldn't
have locked me in a room with a snake for six weeks! |
| Gustav Shank: |
Are you on that again? |
| Himmel Shank: |
Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to bore you
with the defining trauma of my life. |
| ----- |
| Himmel Shank: |
Father, I don't want to participate in this,
I think it's wrong. |
| Gustav Shank: |
You have to learn sometime. |
| Himmel Shank: |
Why would I ever have to learn how to hunt
people? |
| ----- |
| Himmel Shank: |
Other fathers take their sons to baseball games,
but not . . . |
| Gustav Shank: |
Oh, tell it to Ricki Lake! |
| Himmel Shank: |
Yah, I can see it now: "Nazi Fathers and Their
Snake Obsessed Sons." |
| ----- |
| Himmel Shank: |
Well, it looks like your hunt is over. I'm
going back to the house before I miss "Hogan's Heroes." |
| ----- |
| Himmel Shank: |
Don't flatter me! |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
Okay, you have a big nose, your feet stink,
and your mother dresses you funny. |
| ----- |
| Gustav Shank: |
Something is wrong. |
| Himmel Shank: |
What could be wrong? We're hunting a human
being. |
| ----- |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
Oh my, Grandma, what large pores you have. |
| ----- |
| "Ninja": |
[I]'m pretty sure her parent's are gonna understand
if you just explain to them that tonight's not a good night,
'cause you're being hunted! |
| ----- |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
Love, peace, and chicken grease. |
| ----- |
| Gustav Shank: |
"Pest?" Is that your name, or a personality
trait. |
| ----- |
| Gustav Shank: |
[D]on't be such a sissy! |
| Himmel Shank: |
I don't know if you've noticed lately, father,
but I am a sissy! |
| ----- |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
Why do they call you Fat Loser Boy? |
| Fat Loser Boy: |
I don't know. I think, 'cause I'm fat, and
I never win. |
| ----- |
| Himmel Shank: |
My name is Himmel. |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
Well, heil Himmel! |
| ----- |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
I just met your insane, crazy, freak of a son
. . . no offense, alright? |
| ----- |
| Xantha Kent: |
Anything you have to say to me, you can say
it in front of Malaria. |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
Anything? |
| Xantha Kent and Malaria: |
Anything. |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
Fine. Malaria has mossy teeth, dandruff, and
a fat butt. |
| ----- |
| "Chubby": |
I can't believe you shot him! |
| Gustav Shank: |
Oh, he's wearing a bulletproof-vest. |
| Himmel Shank: |
Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt! |
| ----- |
| Himmel Shank: |
What makes you think he would tell you the
truth, when I am his own son, and he's been lying to me his
entire life? |
| ----- |
| Gustav Shank: |
You defend yourself with a puny vial of . .
. cat piss? |
| ----- |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
Red light, green light--one, two, three! |
| ----- |
| Malaria: |
These jeans make me look fat. |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
No, Malaria, your fat butt makes you look fat. |
| ----- |
| Gustav Shank: |
I want you to experience the utter ecstasy
that comes from feeling the hot, throbbing force of a man's
life, when it's in your hands. |
| Himmel Shank: |
I'm sold! |
| ----- |
| Pestario "Pest" Vargas: |
What are you trying to do, perfume me to death?! |
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