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Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls Quotes
Ace: Meeting with sinister types much? A not too much, a much too much. Ace: There's someone on the wing! Some... THING! I'm sorry, what were you saying? Ace: The urine stain on your pants signifies that you are a single-shake man, far too busy for the follow-up jiggle. Ace: Friends, rodents, quadrupeds, lend me your rears! [yodels] Ace: I'll have you know that I have the reflexes of a cat and the speed of a mongoose. Throw it. I DARE YOU! Ace: It is the mucus that binds us. Ace: Your request is not unlike your lower intestine: stinky and loaded with danger. [spying, sitting in a mechanical rhino] Ace: Pretty hot in these rhinos... [Ace is chasing the villain with a monster truck] Ace: Nobody wants to play with me! Ace: Guano bowls! Collect the whole set... Ace: [the Tiny Warrior shrieks in Wachutu] What did he just say? Fulton Greenwall: I *think* he said, she's not a virgin. Ace: [pause] They can *tell* that? [Wachutu Chief exposes his rotten teeth while screaming at Ace] Ace: You know, gingivitis is the number one reason of all tooth decay. Ace: Mmm, this fruit paste is delicious. And the pottery is lovely. Ouda: It's made from guano. Ace: Guano! Why's that sounding so familiar? [Ace starts licking the remains of the fruit paste from the bottom of the bowl] Fulton Greenwall: Bat droppings. [Ace drops the bowl, spitting the remains of the paste and wiping off his tongue] Fulton Greenwall: Guano is their main raw material, they're using it to made a lot of things in the village. Ace: Yummie! Ace: Just what sort of bat are we talking about? Fulton Greenwall: The Great White Bat, of course. Ace: Corpus Kilochiroptera? Fulton Greenwall: Yes, but to the natives... Shikaka. Ace: Shikaka... Shikaka! Shikasha! Ohhh! Shishkabab. Shawshank Redemption. ShicaaaaGO! You're outta there! Go on, I gotcha, you're out. Fulton Greenwall: Ace, the Wachutus are a blood-thirsty, savage tribe. If they catch you, they will show no mercy! Ace: Worry not, my brother. For I will be as a fly on the wall - a grain of salt in the ocean. I will move amongst them like a transparent... *thing*. Ace: Where iz zhe bat? Ace: Take that, you winged spawn of Satan! Fulton Greenwall: Bumbawe Atuna... Bumbawe Atuna... Ace: Bumblebee tuna? Bumblebee tuna! Ace Ventura, Pet Detective! How are you this afternoon? Excuse me... Your balls are showing... [smiles] Ace: Bumblebee tuna! Ace: OK, all looks good, you know, you never really know until you check things out yourself. Fulton Greenwall: Well, aren't you going to go investigate? Ace: ITS DARK IN THERE... I MIGHT FALL INTO A PRECIPICE! Ouda: Here you go. [hands him torch] Ace: [gives look] Spank you, Helpy Helperton... Ace: Greenwall, hit the lights! The switch on the wall beside you! Go for it!... Flick it, QUICK! [Greenwall does nothing] Ace: Allrighty, then! Shall we go to jail? [clicks teeth at Cadby] Ace: Of course. How sssselfish of me. Let's do all the things that YOU wanna do. Ace: Can you feel it, Captain Compost? Ace: Ace Ventura, Pet Detective. And you must be the Monopoly guy! [whispering] Ace: Thanks for the free parking! [with Greenwall at top of a huge set of stairs leading to a temple] Ace: I'll meet you at the bottom. There's still one more thing I must do before I go... [close-up of slinky going down temple stairs] Ace: Isn't this incredible? IT'S GONNA BE SOME KIND OF A RECORD! Everyone loves a Slinky, you gotta get a Slinky, Slinky, Slinky, go Slinky go! [runs down to see Slinky stopped on second last step] Ace: Awww man! Can you beleive it. It was right there! Ace: If you were me, then I'd be you, and I'd use *your* body to get to the top. You can't stop me no matter who you are! Vincent Cadby: [Ace moans and howls upon entering a room sporting numerous stuffed animal heads] Something wrong, Mr. Ventura? Ace: Of course not. This is a lovely room of death. Ace: [holding a skunk, imitating Tony Montana in Scarface] Say hello to my STINKY little friend! [lifts the skunk's tail] Ace: That's a lovely fur you're wearing. Perhaps I could find you some slippers made from the skins of innocent and defenseless baby seals! Ace: Cadby, from the consulate, right? This is weird! Ace: That's what you slipped in! That's what was on your shoe! AND THAT EXPLAINS THE ABRASION ON YOUR PALM! Damn I'm good! Fulton Greenwall: You must be very proud, Ace. Ace: Pride is an abomination. One must forego the self to obtain total spiritual creaminess, and avoid the chewy chunks of degradation. Fulton Greenwall: Yes, well, he bends over and speaks from his rear. Ashram Monk: Oh, him. Ace: [parking] Like a glove! Ace: [spying on the Wachutu tribe through a bush] "Wunderbar!", he exclaimed with great relish. [Ace is going at top speed towards the parking lot] Fulton Greenwall: Mr. Ventura, shouldn't we slow down? Ace: Nonsense, Poopy-Pants! Fulton Greenwall: WE can pay you handsomely. Ace: I am now a child of light. Your earthly money holds no appeal to me. Fulton Greenwall: Twenty thousand dollars. Ace: Re-he-he-Really? No. I cannot. For I am sorely needed... here, at the ashram. Ashram Monk: If I may interject! We're short of space, and it's important for you to use your talents. Let me help you pack. Ace: But I am yet to attain omnipresent supergalactic oneness. Ashram Monk: Wait! Here it is! You've just attained it. Ace: I have? Ashram Monk: Just now! You are one! I can see it in your eyes. You're more one than anyone! Ace: What about my medallion of spiritual accomplishment? Ashram Monk: Take mine! Ace: Master. This took you eighty years to achieve! Ashram Monk: That's okay. I don't like it anymore. Really. Ace: In the light of this great personal sacrifice you've made, I have no choice... but to take the case. Ashram Monk: Great! I'll go tell the others! Ace: Master... break it to them gently. Ace: [cut to Ace and Greenwood exiting the temple through the celebrating, drinking, and some stripped monks] I've never seen then like that before. Denial can be an ugly thing. Ace: Fe Fi Fo Fum! I smell... the fingerprints of scum!
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