Mystery Science Theater 3000:

Crow: Believe me Mike, I calculated the odds of this suceeding versus the odds I was doing something incredibly stupid, and...I went ahead anyway.

Edward The Less (link to it below):

Woman: There he is! Begin you now the willy whistle song!

Minion of the Dark Person: Yes...I am here, master...no, I don't have a pencil but I'll remember. Edward The Less, yes. It shall be done - well, actually, I have something this afternoon I'll try to get out of, and *then* it shall be done! [evil laugh.]

The Noble One to the Pudges: I must say, your capacity for snacking is boundless!

Primatine: Edward! Did you destroy the token? Is the Dark Person defeated? Did I somehow not *hear* about this? Now get back to work, young scaraboosh!

The Noble One: Oh, this is a scary forest, huh? I fear I may be having too pleasant a time!

Woman to The Noble One: Could you not say stuff?

Qua "Puppets...on *ice*?" rtz