[Chunk drinks from a water cooler while the others try to figure out how to get through the floor] Mouth: I've got an idea. Why don't we just spread chocolate all over the floor and let Chunk eat his way through? Chunk: Okay, Mouth. I've taken all I ...
[Chunk and Sloth are chained up together] Chunk: Hey, mister? Are you hungry? I got a Baby Ruth. Sloth: Ruth! Ruth! Baby! Ruth! Chunk: Here you go. [Chunk tosses the candy bar to Sloth and it hits him in the head. Both scream] Chunk: I'm sorry, miste...
A synthesis—an abstraction, chunk, or gist idea—is a neural pattern. Good chunks form neural patterns that resonate, not only within the subject we’re working in, but with other subjects and areas of our lives. The abstraction helps you transfe...
Chunk: [the cave is falling down, the goonies are escaping with the help of Sloth] Sloth! Come on! Sloth: Sloth love Chunk! Chunk: I love you too and you're going to get crushed! Sloth: Aaaaaahhhhhhh!
[Chunk glued the statue's penis on upside-down] Chunk: How's this? Mikey: Oh, you idiot! You glued it on upside-down! Brandon Walsh: If God made it that way, you'd all be pissing in your faces! Chunk: Looks fine to me.
Chunk: [Data comes flying into the house knocking over everyone and Chunk grabs the statue of Michaelangelo's David] Hey! I bet you guys think I was going to drop it huh? I know you would think that from good ol Chunk [Places the statue on the table ...
[Chunk is running toward the road in the dead of night to find help] Chunk: I'm not all alone in the dark. I like the dark. I love the dark. [He ducks and crawls under a tree branch] Chunk: But I hate nature! I HATE nature!
[Chunk finds the Fratellis' Cherokee] Chunk: ORV. Bullet holes. Bullet holes?
Chunk: [with potato chips in his mouth] You think your Mom's gonna notice? Mikey: What? Chunk: [more clearly] Do you think your Mom is going to notice? Notice that the statue's penis is missing. Mikey: I wonder if she'll notice. Chunk: That's what I ...
Chunk: Hello, Sheriff's Office? I'd like to report a murder! Sheriff: Hold on, hold on a minute. Is that you again, Lawrence? Chunk: Listen, Sheriff, I know I've jerked you around before, but this is for real now. I'm in the Fratellis' basement, with...
[Chunk looks at the map] Chunk: Sixteen thirty-two. What is that? A year? Mouth: No, it's your top score on Pole Position.
[after Mrs. Walsh's favorite statue falls, Chunk glues it on upside down] Mikey: You idiot you glued it on upside down. Chunk: It looks fine to me.
Chunk: Look at this. They've got Misissippi Mud and they've got Chocolate Eruption and they've got what? [Everyone screams] Chunk: It's a stiff. [Everyone screams and drops the dead body]
Stef: [they hear a deep growling sound coming from behind a large, metal door] ... Chunk, I hope that was your stomach. Mikey: No. That's the 'It.' Chunk: Sounds like Kong.
Chunk: Mikey, Mikey, this ain't the kind of place you want to go to the bathroom in. Mama Fratelli: Why not? Chunk: Because they might have daddy longlegs and um... dead things, Mikey. DEAD THINGS!
Chunk: [up in the vending machine with the other toys, referring to Buzz] He ain't the sharpest knife in the... place where... they keep the knives... Sparks: Neither are you, Chunk! [everyone laughs]
[Chunk and Sloth come across the out-of-control pipes] Chunk: Yeah. Mikey's been through here, all right. [Sloth grabs some pipes and pushes them up. He hears a car crash, a woman scream and sirens] Sloth: Uh-oh.
I have huge chunks of time when I'm not working.
Mama Fratelli: Now tell me where your other little friends are. Chunk: [crying] The fireplace. Mama Fratelli: Don't lie to me! Chunk: Honest. We went over to Mikey's dads place and we found this map that said that underneath this place there's buried...
There's a chunk of myself in every part I play.
I try and live my life in bite-size chunks.
