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All right, you great git, you've asked for it. I'll cover the world in Tastee-Freez and Wimpy Burgers. I'll fill it with concrete runways, motorways, aircraft, television, automobiles, advertising, plastic flowers, frozen food and supersonic bangs. I'll make it so noisy and disgusting that even you'll be ashamed of yourself! No wonder you've so few friends; you're unbelievable!
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Bargaining for Stanley's soul, most likely referring to Harold Wilson, the prime minister at the time.
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Do hope this isn't an awkward moment.
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He's OMNIPRESENT. I'm just highly maneuverable.
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I lost Mussolini that way, all that work, then right at the end with the rope around his neck, he says, 'Scusi. Mille regretti,' and up he goes!"
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I've done a good deed. I gave that little twit his soul back. Wasn't that generous?
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I, Stanley Moon, hereinafter and in the hereafter to be known as 'The Damned' — The damned?!
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In the words of Marcel Proust — and this applies to any woman in the world — if you can stay up and listen with a fair degree of attention to whatever garbage, no matter how stupid it is, that they're coming out with, till ten minutes past four in the morning — you're in!
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It's the standard contract. Gives you seven wishes in accordance with the mystic rules of life. Seven Days of the Week, Seven Deadly Sins, Seven Seas, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers —
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Just putting a tiny little ventilation hole in this oil tanker.
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Pick your clothes up. You're due down at the Foreign Office.
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Reading Faustian contract
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Regarding last minute repentance; Mussolini was actually shot.
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Release your doo-dahs.
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Spoken as musical performer Drimble Wedge