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Elaine : It takes so many things to make love last. But,
most of all, it takes respect, and I can't live
with the man I don't respect.
Striker : ( To camera ) What a PISSER!
#
Zealot#4: Excuse me, we'd like you to have this flower from the
Church of Religious Conscious. . .PUNCH . . .
EWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#
Tower : Flight 2-0-9er, you're cleared for take off.
Oever : Roger!
Murdock : Huh?
Tower : L.A. departure frequency 1-2-3 point 9er.
Oever : Roger!
Murdock : Huh?
: Re-quest Vector, over!
Oever : What?
Tower : 2-0-9er clear for vector 2-3-4.
Murdock : We have clearance Clarence.
Oever : Roger, Roger. What's our Vector Victor?
Tower : Tower's radio clearance, over!
Oever : That's Clarence Oever! Oever.
Tower : Roger.
Murdock : Huh?
Tower : Roger, over.
Murdock : Huh?
Oever : Huh?
#
Oldlady: No wonder you're upset! She's lovely! And a darling
figure. Supple pouting breasts. . . firm thighs . . .
its a shame you two don't get along.
#
littlboy: Excuse me, I happened to be passing and I thought you
might like some coffee.
littgirl: Oh, that's very nice of you. Thank you. Oh, won't you
sit down?
Littlboy: Oh thank you. Cream?
Littgirl: No thank you, I take it black . . . . . . like my men.
#
Elaine : You got a telegram from headquarters today.
Striker: HEADQUARTERS?!? What is it?
Elaine : Well, its a big building where generals meet. But
that's not important right now. They've cleared
you of any blame for what happened in that raid.
Isn't that good news?
Striker: Is it? Because of my mistake 6 men didn't return
from that raid.
Elaine : 7, Lieutenant Zip died this morning. . . ( Striker
spits out drink ) The Doctor says you'll be out in
a week, isn't that wonderful?
#
Oldlady2: Uhhhhhhhh...... I can't stand it. Ohhhhhhh.
Elaine : Yes?
Oldlady2: Oh... its my stomach. I haven't felt this aweful since
we saw that Ronald Reagan film. uhh.
Elaine : I'll see if I can find some Dramamine. ( Goes to
cockpit ) Captain, one of the woman passengers is
very sick.
Oever : Airsick?
Elaine : I think so, but I've never seen it so acute.
Oever : Find out if there's a doctor on board as quietly as
you can. . . Joey . . . have you ever been in a, a
Turkish prison?
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Rumack : Captain, how soon can you land?
Oever : I can't tell.
Rumack : You can tell me, I'm a doctor.
Oever : NO, I mean I'm just not sure.
Rumack : Well, can't you take a guess?
Oever : Well, not for another 2 hours.
Rumack : You can't take a guess for another 2 hours?
Oever : No, no, no. I mean we can't land for another 2 hours
fog has closed down everything this side of the
mountains. We've got to get through to Chicago.
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Elaine : Ladies and gentleman, this is your stewardess speaking
We regret any inconvenience the sudden cabin movement
might have caused this is due to periodic airpockets we
encountered. There's no reason to be alarmed and we hope
you enjoy the rest of your flight. By the way, is there
anyone on board who knows how to fly a plane?
#
Kramer : I know this guy.
Paul : You do?
Cyclist: Asssss-hole!
Paul : Who is it?
Kramer : Name is Ted Striker, I flew with him during the war,
it won't make my job any easier tonight. Ted Striker
was a crack flight leader, up to a point. He was one
of those men who, lets say, felt to much inside, maybe
you know the kind. Went all to pieces on one particular
mission, lets just hope that doesn't happen tonight.
Striker: Lets see. Altitude, 24,000 feet... level flight, speed
520 knots. Course, 0-9er-0, trim, mixture, wash, rinse,
spin . . .
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Striker: Those are the flaps, this is the thrust, this must turn
on the landing lights ( Plane starts to nose dive when
that knob is turned ) Mayday, mayday, mayday.
MCrosky: MAYDAY? What the hell does that mean?
Johnny : Mayday? Why that's the Russian New Year. You know,
we'll have a big parade, we'll serve hot hor'doevres . .
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Oldlady: I can't stand it anymore, I've got to get outta here.
I've gotta get outta here.
Elaine : Calm down get ahold of yourself.
Gentlmn: Stewardess, please, let me handle this ( grabs her and
starts to shake her )
Gntlmn2: Calm down, now get back to your seat, I'll take care of
this. CALM DOWN, GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF <SLAP>!
Nun : Mr, your wanted on the phone . . . Everything's going
to be alright < SLAP >! Please.
Gntlmn3: Sister, I'll handle this. < SLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAPPP >
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Kramer : Alright, Striker, your doing just fine.
Striker: Its a damn good thing he doesn't know how much I hate
his guts.
Elaine : Its a damn good thing you don't know how much he
hates your guts.
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Towergy: Chief, this weather bulletin just came off the wire.
MCrosky: Johnny, what can you make outta this?
Johnny : This? Why I could make a hat, or a brooch, a
pterodactyl. . .
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Towergy: This is Ed Masias calling from the airport. There's
some trouble on your husband's flight. We don't know
how serious it is yet, but Steve McCrosky say you may
want to get down here right away.
MSOever: Yes, I'll be right down. . . ( hangs up the phone )
I've gotta go to the airport, you can let yourself
out the back door. There's juice in the refridger-
ator. ( We see she is sleeping with a horse)
Horse : Nayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.... plllllllllllllllllllll.
Winey.
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Towergy: Captain, look at this!
MCrosky: Passengers certain to die!
Kramer : Airline negligent.
Johnny : There's a sale at Penny's!
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Kramer : Standby, Striker. We're going to the tower, good luck.
Johnny : The tower, the tower . . . Repunzle, Repunzle . . .
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MCrosky: Now, there's a chance we can save them, if Striker can
get that plane down in time.
MSOever: That isn't much of a chance, is it?
MCrosky: I don't know, I don't know, but we're doing everything
we can, now excuse me huh?
Johnny : Where did you get that dress? Its aweful . . . and
those shoes, and that coat, geeeeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzz.
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