The out of context quotes thread

“This is the best birthday ever! *Beth is collecting tubes and jars in her arms* Now I’ve got salve, ointment, and balm for my head thingy.”
*Beth angrily throws everything onto the floor*
“Okay. Joke’s over! Where’s my dolls, my jump rope, and my new watch?!”
“Little girls don’t get presents when they act greedy.”
“You forgot where you put them, didn’t you?”
“Who wants cake?”
 
Dude, who the hell is Mitch Conner?

I don’t know, Kyle, all right? Look, I don’t care what you guys believe, but with all the crazy stuff that goes on in this town, isn’t it possible, just possible, that something I don’t understand happened here?

…all right. I guess it’s possible.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! I got you kinda! I got you kinda!
 
“I don’t know if you can understand me but I’m going to do everything I can to make you better. I’ll come read you poetry or music! That stimulates the brain. I can kinda of play the piccolo.”
*Donnie talking normally*
“Please leave me alone.”
“WHAT?!”
“I just want my life back. *Takes out a nut from a can and eats it* My old life.”
“YOU’RE FINE?! YOU’RE TOTALLY FINE?!”
“No. I got beat up. But when you dropped me on my head in the hospital, I saw my chance.”
“You-you….”
“Hey I tried to make a go at it but paying rent, making car payments, reaching for things, it’s not me.”
“I’m going to tell!”
“Come on. It gives my mother purpose. She likes it. I like it. It works for us.”
“Look Donnie! Cran-Apple!”
“Juice for the Juice man!”
*Donnie makes unintelligible noises*
“We’ll take it with us, huh? Oh come on, Donnie! Let’s go make you some lasagna! Thank god he can still eat.”
“See you soon, buddy!”
*Donnie’s mother waves his hand*
“Bye bye!”
“All right. Great.”
“Oh oh! He’s squeezing my hand. It’s okay, Donnie. Mommy’s with you!”
*Donnie makes more unintelligible noises*
“So good to be needed again. Oh, yes Maya, you were saying?”
“Donnie is a brave brave boy.”
“Well he’ll have to be. He’s sharing a room with Grandma.”
*Donnie starts screaming in horror and shaking the can of nuts loudly as Maya smiles at him*
“Bye!”
 
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*Stan finds a malnourish Jiminy Cricket locked in a tiny cage. He begins to speak very weakly*
“Kill me….”
“Oh my god! It’s Roger’s conscience! The poor thing is dying from neglect!”
*Stan starts to unlock the cage when another weak groan is heard. Zoom out to a man wrapped up in a spider’s web hanging from the ceiling*
“Tom Skerrit?”
*Tom speaks weakly*
“Find. Me. Work!”
 
*Roger sees Stan about to kiss him and he grabs Stan and shoves his entire tongue into Stan’s mouth*
“Roger!”
“What? All I was doing was taking a nap in my prettiest dress and then you made a move on me!”
 
“Come on, Mikey! Get those hips into it!”
*Miley is blindfolded and swinging a stick at a wasp’s nest*
“Sweetie, a wasp’s nest isn’t really a proper piñata.”
“Bob, I’m entertaining on a budget here.”
*Mikey hits the nest onto the ground where it breaks open and causes wasps to attack him*
“Ow! Ow! Ow! The candy’s stinging me!*
*Mikey runs off still blindfolded *
 
If that stuff wasn’t real, how can I be sure anything is real? Is it not possible, nay, probable, that my whole life is just a product of my or someone else’s imagination?

No. Get out.
 
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