Otto Quote #40

Quote from Otto in Malcolm Films Reese

Otto: He is here! Everyone, act normal! Welcome to the Grotto.
Charles Cutler: Ah, the Grotto. Upon entering, one wonders which of the five senses is most brutally violated.
Otto: Did you have a nice drive up? [offers hand]
Charles Cutler: Sight and smell immediately burst into the lead as the obsequious innkeeper offers his sweaty slab of a hand like a bear taught to be friendly in hopes of a sugar cube.
Francis: Mr. Cutler, if you would just give us a chance...
Charles Cutler: And the pleading vultures immediately begin to circle. Their outlet mall attire creating such a vortex of misery that one loses the strength to even ask for a parking validation.
Piama: I'll take that for you, sir.
Charles Cutler: In a pathetic nod to diversity, they trot out the token native employee.
Francis: Uh, that's my wife.
Charles Cutler: Not content to merely ruin the vacations of a single generation, some of the employees decide to mate and breed. The mind reels, the thought of an endless stream of baboon-like hoteliers spewed out of the loins of the...
[cut to a bloody and bruised Charles Cutler laying on a stretcher:]
Francis: Otto, I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. It was like someone else was punching him.
Otto: Yeah, it was me.
Piama: Here's some of his hair if you need to put it on ice or something.
Charles Cutler: One recalls fiercer butt-kickings meted out on a preschool playground. The wounds are superficial, the bruising patterns unpersuasive. And never before has one seen such a grotesque ceiling. And frankly, blue is not your...

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 ‘Malcolm Films Reese’ Quotes

Quote from Mr. Herkabe

Mr. Herkabe: Ah, Malcolm. You have waited very patiently for your term project, and today your patience pays off. Here.
Malcolm: What's this?
Mr. Herkabe: You are holding a video surveillance camera. The lens is in the logo, and the video is transmitted via wireless signal to this digital tape recorder.
Malcolm: What am I supposed to do with it?
Mr. Herkabe: You are going to secretly conduct an in-depth case study of a deviant mind, the most deviant mind that we have at our disposal. A mind incapable of differentiating between right and wrong, a diseased...
Malcolm: You're talking about my brother.
Mr. Herkabe: Yes.
Malcolm: And you want me to secretly videotape him?
Mr. Herkabe: Around you, he'll relax, let his guard down, begin to talk about himself. These disciplinary files reveal nothing of the real Reese.
Malcolm: What you're asking me to do is creepy on about a hundred different levels.
Mr. Herkabe: You have one week.

Quote from Mr. Herkabe

Malcolm: Hey! You made me look like a total jerk! You tricked me!
Mr. Herkabe: Tricked you? Oh, how could I, a humble school administrator making low five figures, be any match for the great and powerful Malcolm? Never underestimate your adversary! You may consider yourself my moral and intellectual superior, but this has clearly proven you are neither. We played the game and I won. [engine splutters]

Quote from Reese

Malcolm: So, uh, how are you?
Reese: Huh?
Malcolm: I'm just curious how... you're... feeling.
Reese: How the hell should I know?
Malcolm: Well, are you happy? Are you sad? Like, when you laugh, you're feeling that something's funny.
Reese: Like when I tripped Arthur Hall and his retainer went flying out of his mouth into a pile of dog crap? That was awesome.
Malcolm: So you think it's funny when other people get hurt?
Reese: I think it's funny when you shut up.
Malcolm: Okay. Okay.
Reese: Hey, they laugh at me.
Malcolm: People laugh at you?
Reese: Yeah, people laugh at me. But not for long.
Malcolm: So, what you're saying is, when people laugh at you, it hurts, and then you want to make them hurt, too?
Reese: No. What I'm saying is, if you want to talk like a girl, go find a girl. And take this with you. [punches Malcolm to the ground] See? It is funny.