Undercover Officer:
You want your son to love you? Don't break the law!
Dennis:
Hey! That's entrapment!
[
gets pushed to the ground]
Dennis:
And that's brutality!
Whit:
I actually ran the London Marathon
Dennis:
Oh that's a coincidence.
Whit:
Why's that?
Dennis:
Oh, I watched it on the tele... well... the last hour... I sleep in on Sundays.
Gordon:
Hey I've got you those tickets you wanted...
Dennis:
They were for yesterday!
Gordon:
Oh so NOW you don't want them?
Dennis:
Why would I want them?
Gordon:
You could... sell them on e-bay.
Dennis:
Who would buy tickets for an event which happened yesterday?
Gordon:
...Time Travellers.
Gordon:
The only serious relationship I've been in ended in a broken collarbone and a dead meerkat.
Whit:
I mean, you can see my point can't you?
Dennis:
Yes, yes I can.
Libby:
You can't even finish your sentence!
Dennis:
Oh... don't... don't... don't be... what's the word?
Old Lady:
Prick.
[
in the English version: "Cock."]
Dennis:
Excuse me, can I just stop you there.
Whit:
Yes...?
Dennis:
Oh, I don't have anything to say... I just wanted to stop you there.
Dennis:
I went for a bit of a run this morning and I think I've got a bit of a... rash...
[
indicates downwards]
Shop Worker:
Yes...
Dennis:
Y'know... Down in the...
Shop Worker:
[
agitated] Yes, yes, I understand.
Dennis:
Scrotal Zone.
Gordon:
Go on then, run!
Dennis:
Isn't there some kind of like... special technique?
Gordon:
Well... yeah... you put one leg in front of the other over and over again really really fast.
Maya:
I saw your friend Gordon this morning
Dennis:
I'll replace anything he stole.
Mr. Ghoshdashtidar:
I've got a surprise for you!
Dennis:
Oh!... it's not a spatula is it?
Gordon:
Hey do you think it would be weird if I took a bath?
[
pause]
Gordon:
Yeah... that would be weird.
Gordon:
I got you a present
Libby:
Aww thanks
Gordon:
It's a CD, I hope you haven't got it. Because I don't have a receipt and I didn't exactly buy it.
Reporter:
Mr Doyle, how do you feel?
Dennis:
[
exasperated] How the fuck do you think I feel?
Gordon:
Well come on up!
Man in Bakery:
I would settle for something shaped like a fish.
Dennis:
Go to a fishmonger!
Man in Bakery:
I'm a vegetarian.
Dennis:
You know, I mean, I didn't do you any favours on that day, ok? I did a stupid, stupid thing. But it was only because I thought spoiling your day was better than ruining your life. Does that make any sense?
Gordon:
That was the second most disgusting fluid I've ever had in my eye.
[
Mr. Ghoshtashtidar has just stopped Vincent from smashing Gordon's fingers in a piano]
Gordon:
Thanks for that, Mr. G!
Mr. Ghoshdashtidar:
Your friend is a man of honor.
Gordon:
What, Vincent?
Mr. Ghoshdashtidar:
Yes! He said he's going to kick shit out of you later instead!
[
during the race]
Dennis:
Isn't it enough?
Whit:
What?
Dennis:
You got the girl, all right? Isn't it enough?
Whit:
I just think it's high time you realized that it's over, sir! Otherwise, it's gonna be very tough for you when we move to Chicago!
Dennis:
What?
Whit:
[
off their pace, trying to discourage Dennis] You'd better slow down there, chief! You've got a long way to go!
Dennis:
Yeah, well - so have you!
[
Dennis accelerates past Whit]
Whit:
Oh, yeah! Yes, I like it! Run, fatboy, run!
[
Whit takes his lead back, but as Dennis passes him one more time... ]
Dennis:
I can lose weight... but you'll always be an arsehole!
Gordon:
Women remember that stuff.
Dennis:
[
surprised] What are you doing here?
Mr. Ghoshdashtidar:
I'm the assistant coach.
Dennis:
How'd you get to be assistant coach?
Mr. Ghoshdashtidar:
Because I have the spatula!
[
whacks Dennis with it]
Dennis:
I thought it would be a good chance for me to get to know Whit a little better, so...
Libby:
Well, maybe we should all go out to dinner then?
Dennis:
Really?
Libby:
Yeah, and then we could go dancing...
Dennis:
You're joking...?
Libby:
No, not at all. And afterwards we could come back here and have a threesome.
Dennis:
[
thinks it over] You *are* joking.
Libby:
Of course, I am!
Gordon:
Dennis, you're my best friend, I'm not going to bet against you. Not with these odds.
Gordon:
Hey, maybe there's a little man in there who looks just like you but he's really good at running.
Dennis:
What are you talking about?
Gordon:
Just a thought.
Dennis:
Peter Perfect's perfect palace.
Gordon:
Try saying that when you're smashed.
Dennis:
I will.
Dennis:
We should set the alarm for about 7 o'clock.
Gordon:
I don't have an alarm clock.
Dennis:
Why not?
Gordon:
I never need to be anywhere.
Dennis:
As you get older, you're gonna realize there are a lot of things that you don't like. Things much worse than this. And when those things happen, you can't just run away.
Jake:
why not?
Dennis:
Because it doesn't solve the problem. The problem's still there. You've got to stick at it, and then figure out a way to solve the problem, even if it's really really hard.
Jake:
Is that what you do, Dad?
Dennis:
[
just looking helpless and speechless... ]
Jake:
Dad?
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