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Dr. Teeth: [
after the Electric Mayhem paint the Studebaker] Doc Hopper will never recognize you now.
Fozzie: I don't know how to thank you guys.
Kermit: I don't know *why* to thank you guys.
[
Animal roars and scares Kermit and Fozzie]
Floyd Pepper: Oh, yeah, that's Animal. Show 'em what you do, Animal.
Animal: I want to - eat drums!
[
chews on a cymbal]
Dr. Teeth: No, no. Beat drums, beat drums!
Animal: [
stops chewing] Beat drums! Beat drums!
[
Starts beating his head against that same cymbal]
Floyd Pepper: Down, Animal!
Animal: DOWN!
Floyd Pepper: Back!
Animal: BACK!
Floyd Pepper: Sit!
Animal: SIT!
Dr. Teeth: [
reading the screenplay] "Interior. Church. Day. Fozzie: 'They don't look like Presbyterians to me.'"
Dr. Teeth: [
to Crazy Hairy] You know, I hear this movie's dynamite.
[
Crazy Hairy blows up a chair]
Dr. Teeth: [
on reading the muppet movie script] This is a narrative of very heavy-duty proportions.
Dr. Teeth: It's the man with the badge, the PO-lice, the cops, the fuzz, the P-I-...
Miss Piggy: Don't you dare!
Dr. Teeth: I wouldn't think of it.
Dr. Teeth: Golden teeth and golden tones, welcome to my presence.
Dr. Teeth: Too true. Too true. It is indeed a problem for us to 'probosculate' upon. But it seems to me the frog and the bear are temporarily out of service.
Floyd Pepper: Yeah, the road manager. We couldn't go anywhere without him.
Fozzie: He's the man with the contacts?
Dr. Teeth: No, he's the man with the van.
Fozzie: [
going over check list] Wax lips?
Zoot: [
checking his pockets] Man, I just had them!
Dr. Teeth: Did ya leave 'em in your other pants?
Zoot: I don't have no other pants!
Fozzie: [
going over a checklist] Wax lips?
Zoot: Aw man, I just had 'em.
Dr. Teeth: Did you leave 'em in your other pants?
Zoot: I don't have no other pants.
Fozzie: [
going back to the checklist] Yo-yo?
Janice: Fer sure.
Dr. Teeth: Hey. What's this bummer called again?
Floyd: Minuet in G Major.
Dr. Teeth: Huh. They ought to send it back to the minors.
Dr. Teeth: I see they're finally starting to class this place up.
Mildred: How do you mean?
Dr. Teeth: They're making the rats wear neckties.
Sgt. Floyd Pepper: What in the pluperfect past tense was that?
Don Knotts: Lullaby of Birdland, man!
Dr. Teeth: Oh yeah? Well, it sounds like the bird died.
Doc: Careful, Sprocket. These may be from some foreign planet.
Emily 'Ma' Bear: Actually, they're from television. I recognize Fozzie's weirdo friends.
Dr. Teeth: Yeah, and we're proud of it too!
Sam the Eagle: Why am I here?
Dr. Teeth: [
plays a great keyboard solo] Nap time!
Animal: [
drumming away] NAP TIME!