Doc: Each detonation will be accompanied by a sudden burst of acceleration. Hopefully, we'll hit 88 mph before the needle gets much past 2000.
Marty McFly: Why, what-what happens after it hits 2000?
Doc: The whole boiler explodes.
Marty McFly: Perfect!
Young Doc: Well, good luck for both of our sakes. See you in the future.
Marty McFly: You mean the past?
Young Doc: Exactly.
Marty McFly: Hey, Doc! Where you goin' now? Back to the future?
Doc: Nope. Already been there.
Young Doc: All you have to do is drive the time vehicle directly toward that screen accelerating to 88 miles an hour.
Marty McFly: Wait a minute, Doc. If I drive straight towards the screen, I'm gonna crash into those Indians.
Young Doc: Marty, you're not thinking fourth dimensionally. You'll instantly be transported back into 1885, and those Indians won't even be there.
Mr. Green: So how did you know that Colonel Mustard works in Washington? Is he one of your clients?
Colonel Mustard: Certainly not.
Mr. Green: I was asking Miss Scarlet.
Colonel Mustard: Well, you tell them it's not true.
Miss Scarlet: It's not true.
Professor Plum: Is that true?
Miss Scarlet: No, it's not true.
Mr. Green: A-ha! So it is true.
Wadsworth: A double negative.
Colonel Mustard: Double negative? You mean you have photographs?
Wadsworth: That sounds like a confession to me. In fact, a double negative has lead to proof positive. I'm afraid you gave yourself away.
Wadsworth: You all thought Mr. Boddy was dead. But, why? None of you met him 'til tonight.
Mr. Green: You're Mr. Boddy.
Professor Plum: Wait a minute. So who did I kill?
Wadsworth: My butler.
Professor Plum: Oh, shucks.
Uncle Martin: You Earthlings don't know how lucky you are. The only water we get on Mars has to be squeezed from rocks.
Uncle Martin: Stop being such a wet blanket.
Zoot, Martin's Talking Space Suit: Hey, leave my mother out of this.
Uncle Martin: Wake up, Tim. There's a big day ahead of us.
Tim O'Hara: It's still night time. You've been asleep for 30 seconds.
Uncle Martin: 30 seconds? I was tired.
Mr. Goodman: The piranha hunt in packs. The first bite draws blood, blood draws the pack.
Charlie Wilcox: I was frozen today.
Shep Ramsey: They're here.
Charlie Wilcox: Who's here?
Shep Ramsey: A couple of leeches that make their living of the blood of others.
Charlie Wilcox: Investment bankers?
Shep Ramsey: Bounty hunters.
Charlie Wilcox: Bounty hunters? You mean from up there?
Judge Doom: Can you guess what this is?
Jessica Rabbit: Oh my God, it's DIP!
Judge Doom: That's right, my dear! Enough to dip Toon Town off the face of the earth! Vehicle of my own design; 5,000 gallons of heated dip, pumped at enormous velocity through a pressurized water cannon. Toon Town will be erased in a matter of minutes.
Judge Doom: A few weeks ago I had the good providence to stumble upon a plan of the city council. A construction plan of epic proportions. We're calling it a freeway.
Eddie Valiant: Freeway? What the hell's a freeway?
Judge Doom: Eight lanes of shimmering cement running from here to Pasadena. Smooth, safe, fast. Traffic jams will be a thing of the past.
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