Goldmember: Can I paint his yoo-hoo gold now? It's kind of my thing you know.
Goldmember: I'm from Holland. Isn't that weird?
Nigel Powers: I took a Viagra. It got caught in me throat and I've had a stiff neck for hours.
Dr. Evil: All right! Let me find my balls for God's sakes. 1, 2 and 3, OK. I'm OK.
Austin Powers: You may be a cunning linguist, but I am a master debater.
Nigel Powers: Do you know who I am? Have you got any idea how many anonymous henchmen I've killed over the years? I mean look at you! You don't even have a name tag. You don't stand a chance. Why don't you just fall down?
Dr. Evil: I haven't laughed that hard since I was a little girl.
Austin Powers: Mole. Bloody mole. We aren't supposed to talk about the bloody mole, but there's a bloody mole winking me in the face. I want to cut it off, chop it off and make guacamole.
Dr. Evil: Well congratulations numb nuts! You've succeeded in turning me into a frickin' Jack-in-the-box.
Goldmember: Would you like a shmoke und a pancake?
Dr. Evil: Our early attempts at a tractor beam went through several preparations. Preparations A through G were a complete failure. But now ladies and gentlemen, we finally have a working tractor beam. Which we shall call... Preparation H.
Scott Evil: Yes I'd love some chocolate ass-cream.
