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: An owner's manual to a Ford Lincoln Mercury Sable. Highmaster
: Ford Lincoln Mercury Sable? Beldar Conehead
: A personal conveyance named after its inventor, an assassinated ruler, a character from Greco-Roman myth and a small fur-covered mammal. Highmaster
: H... hi, Mr. Conehead. Beldar Conehead
: [Peels back the roof of Ronnie's car
] I find you unacceptable! Ronnie
: Yes, sir! Beldar Conehead
: If I did not fear incarceration from human authority figures, I would terminate your life functions by applying sufficient pressure to your blunt skull so as to force its collapse! Ronnie
: [Beldar replaces the roof in its original position and walks away
] Th... thank you.
: When my people come to colonize this planet, your name will be on the protected rolls, and you will come to no harm. Gladys Johnson, Driving Student
: You are wise. But there's a sadness to your wisdom.
Dr. Rudolph, Dentist
: Hello Mr. De-Sick-o. Beldar Conehead
: DeChicco, my name is DeChicco.
: Hey Beldar, got any more of that gum? Beldar Conehead
[hands him a wrapped condom
: On second thought, I better not chew and drive.
: Are you telling me you don't have a social security number? Beldar Conehead
: Correct. Otto
: Why not? Beldar Conehead
: I am an illegal alien.
: Take my car, its re-enforced alloy superstructure is far superior to that of your broken down, rusted out shit box.
: May I have 55 words with you?
: I think I'll have some Tang. Prymatt Conehead
: Ah Tang, the drink astronauts took to the moon. Beldar Conehead
: Astronauts to the moon?
[Beldar and Prymatt laugh
: [to Connie after they return to Earth
] Your positive perception of me is vital to my existence. Besides, it is not everyday a father can give the world to his child.
: [Furious to be kept waiting over his car repair
] What choice do I have? It is as if you have grabbed me by the base of my snarglies!
: I have learned much from watching the Garthok battle. It has weaknesses. I believe I can take it. Beldar Conehead
: Uh-huh. And let me know when Elvis gets here.
: When the High Master hears of the destruction of our ship, he will be most displeased. Beldar Conehead
: Affirmative. He will surely cut off my plargh and hand it to me. Prymatt Conehead
: If, for some reason your life functions ceased, my most precious one, I would collapse, I would draw the shades and I would live in the dark. I would never get out of my slar pad or clean myself. My fluids would coagulate, my cone would shrivel, and I would die, miserable and lonely. The stench would be great.
: [Catching Ronnie and Connie together
] NYAAAAHHH! Senso-rings? Where did you get those? Connie
: Under your bed? Beldar Conehead
: Unacceptable! Your cone is too young!
: [Spotting a tattoo on Connie's head
] What have you done to your cone? Connie
: Nothing? Beldar Conehead
: No? Turn around!
[turns her head
] Beldar Conehead
: NYAAAHH! Connie
: Ehhhh! It's not a real tattoo. Beldar Conehead
: Mebs! Mebs! Unacceptable! Connie
: It's just a decal; everyone's wearing them. Beldar Conehead
: If everyone jumped into a bituminous cauldron, would you jump in too? Connie
: I am not a little cone anymore, Dad! Beldar Conehead
: Maintain low tones with me! Maintain low tones! Now, you are to go to the hygenic chamber and remove it! Also, you are wearing far too much lip and cheek enhancement. Connie
: Mom - ! My makeup looks okay, doesn't it? Beldar Conehead
: Do not involve the approval of your other parental unit. Now, if you wish to accompany me to the enclosed retail compound, you will go to the hygenic chamber upstairs immediately, and REMOVE THE DECAL!
: He was behaving like a flarndip? Connie
] Flarndip? Prymatt Conehead
: A masher, a hustler, an uninvited grasper of cone. Beldar Conehead
: [Overhears this and is irate
: Three four five, drop off, La Guardia.
: You can't call my young one a common fluffrag!
: [removing Frank Zappa's album 'Studio Tan' from it's sleeve
] What fine compressed petroleum binding polymers!