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Memorable quotes for
"Catscratch" (2005)

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Mr. Blick: Look!
Waffle: [gasps] A finger!

Waffle: Splee!

Mr. Blick: Hovis! My important hat!
Hovis: And what hat would that be, sir?
Mr. Blick: The one that lets everyone know what I am!
[gives him a beanie with spinning top]

Mr. Blick: I have an idea!
Waffle: I have an idea, too!
Mr. Blick: What's your idea?
Waffle: To listen to your idea!

Mr. Blick: Soon enough I will fulfill my dream of going to China. Land of the geisha.
Waffle: That's Japan.
Mr. Blick: Land of miso soup.
Waffle: That's Japan.
Mr. Blick: Land of cherry trees.
Waffle: That's still Japan.
Mr. Blick: Ah, China.

Gordon: That trip to China is mine. Land of the samurai.
Waffle: That's Japan.
Gordon: Of Mount Fuji.
Waffle: That's Japan.
Gordon: Land of French fries.
Waffle: That's... Canada?

Mr. Blick: It's not always about winning, Waffle. It's about beating the other losers!

Mr. Blick: [to Chumpy Chums, sweetly at first] Chumpy Chums, neighbors, let's see, we worked hard, played fair, and we *creamed* you! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Zinga!
[he begins to roll on the ground and pull on his tongue so that the rest of his body parts sink into his body]

Mr. Blick: Whoa! Whoa! Where do you think you're going, dipmaster?

Waffle: We're alive!
Barkmeat: This isn't over! The struggle between your kind and my kind will continue on until only one is left! Evil aside, you're pretty okay. For a cat.

Giant Squid: Gordon Quid, you have defeated me in battle. therefore, as per the rules of the sea, I am obligated to grant you one wish.
Gordon: Mighty Kraken, I wish for a new tail!
Giant Squid: So be it.
Gordon: Wait! I wish for a new tail for my brother... Mr. Blik.
Mr. Blick: Gordon, are you sure about this?
Gordon: Take it, Blik. I realize now I don't need a big bushy tail to prove I'm a whole cat.
Mr. Blick: I don't know what to say except...
[he points to his behind]
Mr. Blick: Right there, baby! Zap away!
[he gets zapped and gets his tail back]
Mr. Blick: Ohh, did you miss me?
Giant Squid: You are a brave opponent, Gordon Quid. Maybe someday, we will meet again in battle. Until then, heigh-ho, Kraken!
[he floats up to the sky]
Gordon: Heigh-ho, Kraken!

Mr. Blick: The Kraken ate my tail!

Waffle: Hello class of '85. Today, we say goodbye to our school but we say hello to our future... makin' French Fries!

Mr. Blick: [the two are dressed as a unicorn, and Waffle is dropping eggs] What are you doing?
Waffle: I'm laying eggs. It's so we can find our way back!
Mr. Blick: Unicorns don't lay eggs!
Waffle: Oh, yeah? And how do *you* know?
Mr. Blick: Because *I'm* in the head. It's where the brains are. Now come on!

[Mr. Blick pulls on the ship's wheel and Waffle pulls on the other end]
Waffle: I'm not leaving without Gordon! It's my ship too!
Mr. Blick: Well, I'm taking control of it; it's called Mutiny!
Waffle: Well, if you can mutiny, so can I. I mutiny, mutiny!
Mr. Blick: Then I mutiny, mutiny, mutiny!
Waffle: Then I mutiny, mutiny, mutiny, mutiny!
[both continue to shout "mutiny" over and over]

[the race has begun and Waffle idles at the starting line]
Mr. Blick: Go, Waffle, go!
Gordon: Waffle!
Waffle: Gotta be safe with my little newt buddy on board.
Mr. Blick: Go, go go! Waffle, come on!
Gordon: Forget the newt!
Waffle: Safety first for my little newty newt newt.

Hovis: I asked for toast.
Gordon: Yes, well, a little problem with the toaster.
[Gordon screams as the toaster short-circuits and blows up part of the house]

Barkmeat: [flames develop and a dark shadow of Barkmeat appears] Who dares enter the sanctity of my domain? Name yourself.
Waffle: W-W-Waffle. Wh-who are you?
Barkmeat: History has given me many names. You may call me...
[Shrimpy dog arrives]
Barkmeat: Barkmeat.

Gordon: I'm afraid the right, sweet root beer has slipped out of our tiny paws. I mean it's not like we can dress up as girls and crash the party.
Mr. Blick: Yeah... unless, we dress up as girls and crash the party!
Waffle: Then we can play *beauty salon makeover*!
[giggles giddily]
Mr. Blick: Gordon, bag of bees.
Gordon: Aye, bag of bees.
[Gordon hands Mr. Blick a bag of bees, Mr. Blik shakes the bag, and sticks it on Waffle's head]
Waffle: Hello, bees, how are you?
[Bees sting Waffle, sending Waffle screaming in pain]

Waffle: [to a statue, as Karate Cat] You have brought evil to my garden, *Garden-Eviler*!

Mr. Blick: Well, Waffle, I hope you've learned something from all this.
Waffle: I have, Mr. Blick. I guess I should just be myself and not who others want me to be.
Gordon: But, laddie, no-one wanted you to be a dog.
Waffle: Oh, well I guess I didn't learn anything then. *Splee*!

Mr. Blick: Remember this historic moment, boys, 'cause we're going to the moon!
Waffle: Woo-hoo! Zero-G basketball! Pop a wheelie!
Hovis: Have fun, boys.
Mr. Blick: Hovis, from now on, you shall refer to us as catstronauts.
Hovis: That sounds painful.

Barkmeat: I eat fear for breakfast. I spread fear on a bagel, with a little jam and nuts.

Gordon: He's gone. Waffle has run off. Do you think he can survive out there all alone?
Mr. Blick: Are you kidding? A sack of ham stands a better chance.

Gordon: Hovis, have you ever had a strong longing for something but thought it would never come true?
[behind them, Mr. Blik falls off a ladder]
Hovis: It just did.

Hovis: Might I suggest a better way?
Mr. Blick: Better ways are for saps.

Mr. Blick: [pulling on the service bell] Hovis! Someone answer the bell! Hovis!
[Hovis falls on Mr. Blik from above]
Mr. Blick: Hovis, where were you?
Hovis: Fixing the bell.

Gordon: Now what's the moral of this story?
Mr. Blick: To get rocks from the moon so I can win the cook-off!
Waffle: I thought it was never trust a seal lady.

Barkmeat: What are you?
Waffle: I'm a dog. So I guess that makes us brothers, right?
Barkmeat: Fear is my brother, destruction my sister and pestilence my third cousin twice removed.
Waffle: Wow, big family.

Mr. Blik: How did this happen?
Gordon: Well, it wasn't us, Blik. I was preparin' the food, and Waffle was making dip.
Waffle: Right. Green cookbook, blue room.
Gordon: Right.
[pause]
Gordon: Laddie, I said *blue* cookbook, *green* room. Green cookbook, blue room is... *The Scottish Book of the Dead!*
Waffle: Oh. That explains the long and mysterious incantation with sour cream.

Gordon: [reminiscing about Mrs. Cramdilly] Do you remember when she found us, curled up with our ma in the laundry hamper?
Mrs. Cramdilly: [in a flashback] My, look at you, so brave and proud!
Gordon: That was the day *I* became her favorite.
Mr. Blik: *You?* Her favorite? Hah! *I* was the favorite. It was me.
Waffle: Nuh-uh. I was. She let me sleep on her head!

Mr. Blik: I call my kingdom... Blikland!
Gordon: And I call my kingdom... Gordontown!
Waffle: And I call my kingdom... Gordontown!

Gordon: Finished! It's the world's most beautiful lime-gelatin sculpture of a Human Kimberly ever!
Hovis: I'm sure of that. Best two weeks of my life.

Gordon: I'm attempting to train bacon to walk. Imagine it, Blik: a world where bacon could walk straight into your mouth.
Waffle: Hello, Mr. Blik!
Mr. Blik: [jumps in surprise] Waffle! Where were you? I was sopping wet.
Gordon: And after you've finished with Blik, I need you to wash the pants I made for my bacon.

Mr. Blik: Mission Control, set up at the park for the cookoff. The catstronauts will meet you there.
Hovis: Oh... you're coming back?

Mr. Blik: [to Katilda] Who are you, She-Cat? You, who fell into my arms with nary a clue. Be you angel? Princess?
Gordon: Long-haul trucker?

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