Reverend Clement Hedges: To kill such a creature will require nerves of steel and... a bullet! [lightning strikes] Lord Victor Quartermaine: A bullet? [lightning strikes] Reverend Clement Hedges: A bullet! [lightning strikes] Lord Victor Quartermaine...
Lord Victor Quartermaine: No one beats Victor Quartermain! Lady Campanula Tottington: Is that so? [Hits Victor over the head with her giant carrot] Lady Campanula Tottington: Consider yourself dumped.
Lady Tottington: But Victor, didn't we agree, no more thoughtless killing? Lord Victor Quartermaine: Quite right, my dear, so I thought this one out very carefully. [Aims his gun at a rabbit] Lord Victor Quartermaine: It's off to bunny heaven for you...
It is, as we know, the victors who write the history, especially when only the victors know how to write.
Rick: I congratulate you. Victor Laszlo: What for? Rick: Your work. Victor Laszlo: I try. Rick: We *all* "try"; *You* succeed!
Lady Tottington: You see, Victor, there is hope for the vegetables yet. Lord Victor Quartermaine: Not the ones I'm looking at.
[Quartermaine's hairpiece has been sucked up in the Bunvacc] Lord Victor Quartermaine: I want... [lowers voice] Lord Victor Quartermaine: ... toupée, please. Wallace: Oh, grand. We take cheques or cash. Lord Victor Quartermaine: Toupée, you idiot! ...
Lord Victor Quartermaine: Vicar! Vicar! Oh, where the devil is he? Reverend Clement Hedges: Do you want to confess? Lord Victor Quartermaine: I want to talk to you about... The beast. [lightning strikes] Reverend Clement Hedges: Everything you need t...
[Victor rams a pitchfork into Lady Tottington's hair] Lord Victor Quartermaine: Hmm. I rather like your hair pinned back.
Victor R. Franko: Hey! What's the matter with you? You think I want to die? Ha! If you think that then you don't know Victor Franko.
Lord Victor Quartermaine: No nonsense with Victor Quartermaine. What you see is what you get. [his toupee is sucked into a rabbit hole and Lady Tottington screams]
One father is more than a hundred schoolmasters.
Mr. Parker: What is the name of the Lone Ranger's nephew's horse? Mother: Ah... Victor! His name is Victor. Mr. Parker: How the hell did you know that? Mother: Everybody knows that!
[after both of Victor's shots miss] Lord Victor Quartermaine: [Grabbing the Reverend] Quick! I need another gold bullet! Reverend Clement Hedges: They don't come cheap, you know!
Lord Victor Quartermaine: [preparing to engage Wallace in fisticuffs] And don't think that acting like a big girl's blouse will get you out of it. There's no mercy with Victor Quartermaine.
He wants as many victors as possible for the cameras to follow in the Capitol. Thinks it makes for better television." "Are you and Beetee going?" I ask. "As many young and attractive victors as possible," Haymitch corrects himself. "So, no. We'll be...
Every person has the inherent right to "self-proclaim"--to announce, at any time he chooses, that he is on any level he chooses to be on.
Benazir Bhutto was an inspirational leader and an inspirational woman.
Lord Victor Quartermaine: I know your little secret, Pesto. I know exactly what's going on. Wallace: Your Lordship... Lord Victor Quartermaine: Oh, yes. You think you can pilfer my filly, don't you? You think you can con an innocent woman out of her ...
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
I want to make this world perfect.
