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: Damn that sorcerer! 20 gold pieces and I'm wankered on Rohypnol!
: Pucker up boys. It's hammer time!
: Her sweet voice wakes a mighty tiger behind my fly.
: [Looking at Jen
] You looked exactly like Melissa there. My wife. She died. There's not a day goes past when I don't think of her. I'll never forget our final moments
[Voice in Douglas' head 'Help me, my husband is trying to kill me'
: [Douglas gets electrocuted
] HELLS TEETH! They're just cars! I'm not aroused! God DAMN these electric sex pants!
: [to Moss
] You there, computer man. Fix my pants. Moss
: I beg your pardon. Douglas
: Pull down my trousers and do your job.
: God-damn these electric sex pants!
: Conrad Black, the first rich person to go do prison in over 300 years.
: Wow, my grandfather's old service revolver. To think of all the deserters he shot with this.
: [Sat at his office desk
] I don't think I've ever looked in this draw... wow! A Gun.
: I wasn't always this way. There was a time when I was just like you. But then I discovered the secret. And, Ross, I'm going to tell you what that secret is. But you must keep it to yourself. Maurice Moss
: I will take my ears to the grave. Douglas Reynholm
: Two words. Women's slacks
: I thought you were going to give me a book recommendation or something. Douglas Reynholm
] Book recommendation? I can't read. Yeah, I don't know what it is, but women's slacks give me the confidence I need to survive in a tough business world. They're lighter, airier and less constrictive than men's trousers. And I'm pretty sure it doesn't make me a transvestite.
: [after being punched by April, who used to be a man
] You bastard!
: Well, I'm the boss... Head Honcho. El Numero Uno. Mr. Big. The Godfather. Lord of the Rings. The Bourne... Identity. Er... Taxi Driver. Jaws. I forgot the question quite a while back. Who are you, again?
: Ah, Jen. Good. Can I have a word with you? Jen
: No, can't. Busy. Very busy. And I don't want to go for a ride in the helicopter. Douglas
: OK, OK. That wasn't what I was going to ask actually. Jen
: Oh? Douglas
: Yes, it was something... work-related. Jen
: What department is this? Douglas
] Sorry? Jen
: If it's work-related, you'll know what department this is. What department is this? Douglas
: [looks around at Moss and Roy
] Some sort of... homosexual department?
: Mr Reynholm, I dont need to remind you of the report that denounced Reynholm Industries as an institutionally sexist organisation. Douglas
: Now you hold on a minute, sugar tits! Everyone saw through that report. I even got that award off those feminists. The one shaped like the ice cream fellow. Jen
: That's a "Shithead of the Year" award.
: Ah! The IT-department. Run by a dynamic go-getter, a genius and a man from Ireland.