Spaceballs (1987)
Dark Helmet: So the combination is… one, two, three, four, five? That’s the stupidest combination I’ve ever heard in my life! That’s the kind of thing an idiot would have on his luggage!
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President Skroob: Great. Now we can take every last breath of fresh air from Planet Druidia. What’s the combination?
Colonel Sandurz: 1-2-3-4-5
President Skroob: 1-2-3-4-5?
Colonel Sandurz: Yes!
President Skroob: That’s amazing. I’ve got the same combination on my luggage!
Yo!
“Occupation?”
“Gladiator.”
“Did you kill last week?”
“No.”
“Did you try to kill last week?”
“Yeah.”
“Now, listen, this is your last week of unemployment insurance. Either you kill somebody next week or we’re going to have to change your status, got it?”
Spaceballs: The New One might get me back into the theater. I haven’t been in a theater since Deadpool.
one of our local theater chains does (one town away one direction, two towns the other) $5 grab bag old movie nights. They tell you the theme, not the movie, and you have to trust them. So far I have not been let down, but I have not loved everything. $10 date is not bad (uh, we have not yet finished our bag of dips and pita but it’s like $50 of dip and the good pita. so far like 7 nights of dip and we might be 1/3 of the way through though. that’s what i bring if i’m not in popcorn mode)
Theme night sounds legit.
i mean you gotta bribe the dude who checks your bag for food with your food occasionally but like, thems the shakes
“Comb the desert! Do you hear me?! COMB THE DESERT!!!”
We ain’t found shit!
I’d trust this man with my life!
Lock one, lock two, loch lomond.
Never in my life have I laughed so hard as the first time when I was a kid that I saw Spaceballs; specifically the end of the Ludacris Speed scene.
Happy Birthday, Mel Brooks, now stop burning our village!
