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Ensemble cast of off-the-wall Warner Brothers characters, appearing in a wide variety of roles. Wakko, Yakko, and Dot Warner, are WB Studio creations who were just too "zany" to be of any ... See full summary »
Miles: Be gone, pests, and give me the bird. Yakko: We'd love to, really, but the Fox censors won't allow it.
Yakko: Wait a minute. You expect us poor, innocent children to climb up dangerous scaffolding and paint naked people all over a church? Wakko, Yakko, Dot: We'll do it. Yakko: But we're not doing it for art. We're not doing it for the sake of money. No! We're doing it because we love painting naked people.
Yakko: [upon entering the underworld] [in a trance/flatly] Yakko: all is strange and vague... Dot: [tranced/flatly] Are we dead? Yakko: [tranced/flatly] Or is this Ohio...
Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain, but if Jimmy cracks corn and nobody cares, why does he keep doing it?
Yakko: We'd love to stay here and count our brain cells as they die one-by-one. Dot: But we can't.
Satan: And now prepare to suffer indescribable torment. Yakko: Another Bob Hope special?
Brain: Promise me something, Pinky. Never breed.
Miss Flamiel: Yakko, can you conjugate? Yakko: Who? Me? I've never even kissed a girl! Miss Flamiel: No, it's very simple. I'll conjugate with you. Yakko: Good night, everybody!
Brain: It must be inordinately taxing to be such a boob.
[the Warners are singing a Christmas song] Dot: [singing] The stockings were hung so our names clearly showed Wakko: [singing] In the hopes that old Santa would leave a big load. Yakko: [blows a kiss to the audience] Good NIGHT, everybody.
Dot: Little Miss Muffet. Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet / And boy what a big tuffet she had! If you're feeling insecure, just sit next to her / And then you won't feel quite so bad. Thank you.
[Yakko's just sung a song listing eight of the nine planets of the solar system] Yakko Warner: There you go, that's our solar system. Wakko Warner: You forgot Uranus. Yakko Warner: [blowing a kiss to the audience] Good NIGHT, everybody.
Dot: Roses are red, violets are blue / That's what they say, but it just isn't true / Roses are red, and apples are, too / But violets are violet, violets aren't blue / An orange is orange, but Greenland's not green / A pinky's not pink, so what does it mean? / To call something blue when it's not, we defile it / But what the heck, it's hard to rhyme violet.
Yakko, Wakko: [singing to La Macarena] Dot is a nut, so we call her Macademia / She's touched in the head and kooky in the brain-ia / All the lines in this song sound pretty much the same-ia / Oy, Macademia!
Yakko: Early to rise and early to bed/Makes a man healthy, but socially dead.
[Dot has just forgotten her line after about twenty tries and lets out a stream of obscenities] Yakko: That was my cute little sister who said that.
Yakko: Alas, poor Yorik! Dot: [translating] Woah! Check out Skull Head. Yakko: I knew him Horatio: A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. Dot: [translating] He was funny. Yakko: He hath borne me on his back a thousand times. Dot: [translating] He gave me piggy back rides. Yakko: And now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Dot: [translating] I'm going to blow chunks. Yakko: [kisses Skull Head] Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Dot: [translating] We kissed a lot. NOT! Yakko: Where be your gibes now? Your gamboles? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar? Dot: [translating] How come you're not funny now? Yakko: Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chap-fallen? Dot: [translating] No one's laughing now and by the way your lower jaw's missing Yakko: Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favor she must come; make her laugh at that. Dot: [translating] Follow that woman and tell her no matter how much make up she wears, she's still going to croak and end up looking just like you, and see if she laughs. Yakko: Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Dot: What'd you find in the hole? Wakko: Our next cartoon.
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Brain: I am not devoid of humor.
Yakko: Did you know that there's "P.P." on your smock? Dot: Disgusting!
Miss Flamiel: Dot, what can you tell me about the scientists of the 1800's? Dot: They're all dead. Miss Flamiel: No, no, no. Dot: Ok, they're all living? Miss Flamiel: No, no, no! Yakko: Well, now we're getting into philosophy.
Slappy: Skippy. You shoulda been asleep hours ago. Skippy: I know, Aunt Slappy, but I can't sleep. I keep hearing Santa's sleigh. Slappy: Ehhhh, that's just the LAPD choppers.
Brain: I'd say puberty was inordinately kind to you.
Wakko, Yakko, Dot: Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Satan: Beyond these doors is an agony worse than all others. You will remain in here for eternity listening to... whiny protest songs from the Sixties.
Dot: Don't look down. You might fall and hit your head and die and your brains would leak out alllllll over.
Brain: Pinky! Are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain but how will we get the Spice Girls into the paella?
Dr. Scratchensniff: Dot, would you care to give it a try? But, I'd like you to make a little curtsey. Dot: Thanks, but I did before I left home.
Miss Flamiel: Find your seats! Yakko: [showing his butt] Got my seat. Wakko: [showing his butt] Got mine. Dot: [showing her butt] Here's mine. Yakko: [to Miss Flamiel] Bet you don't have trouble finding yours.
Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but where are we gonna find a tattoo parlor that's open at this time of night?
Wakko: Hey, mister, what's this? Ivan Bloski: A vomit bag. Wakko: Ah, poo. I got gypped. There's none in here.
Wakko, Yakko: Well, helloooooo Nurse!
Yakko: [very loudly] ALL RIGHT! IN THIS SCENE... Mr. Director.: Oy! Too loud! Make with the whisper! Don't with the loud-maker-talk!
Wakko: I think we deserve a spanking, right on our fanny.
Yakko, Wakko & Dot: [singing] We're from Sal Monella's coffee shop/Eat our food and you're bound to drop/Then the only thing that's left to do/Head to the potty and spew spew spew!/Sal Monella's!
Yakko: And the moral of today's story is: If you can't say something nice, you're probably at the Ice Capades.
Dot: Requiem for a Lamb: Mary had a little lamb / With mint jelly. Thank you.
Mr. Director: Where are you kids going? Yakko: Jan Murray's house? Mr. Director: You kids are going to be in my movie. Warners: Movie? Mr. Director: Who were you talking to? Wakko: The people watching us on TV. Mr. Director: Peoples? What peoples? [peering really close to the camera] Mr. Director: HELLO, NICE PEOPLE IN THE TV!
[repeated lines] Pinky: What are we going to do tonight brain? Brain: The same thing we do every night, Pinky: try to take over the world!
Slappy: Look, have I ever lied to you before? Skippy: You said keno is legal in Burbank.
Wakko: So what are we going to get Dr. Scratchy? Dot: Ooooooh, how about an outfit from Oedipus Rex Men's Wear? Yakko: Nah, his mom would hate those.
Dot: Nice decorating. Let me guess, Satan?
Runt: My name's Runt, but my master calls me Stupid. What a nice guy.
Man: Do you know who I am? Yakko: Why? Did you forget?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but isn't Regis Philbin already married?
Baloney: [singing The Imagine Song] I is for Imagine, M is for Me, A is for the letter A , G is for G. I is for Imagine, N is for Nice. E is for Egad, I said imagine twice! Yakko: [sarcastically] Wow, great song. Baloney: Thanks. Let's hug! Yakko: Uh, why don't you just imagine that too?
Dot: Do you think Scratchy'd like some cologne? Fifi: We have Obsession, Repression, and Ecstacy. Dot: Do you have anything for beginners?
Pinky: I think so Brain, but I can't memorize a whole opera in Yiddish!
Dr. Scratchensniff: [Showing Dot how to make a curtsey] Make a little curtsey. A CURTSEY! Yakko, Wakko: [Yakko and Wakko laughing and imitating Dr Scratchensniff] Make a little curtsey. A CURTSEY. Dr. Scratchensniff: Stop with the fun at me. Yakko: Then please stop being so funny.
Dot: All we know is that we like you. We have no taste, but we like you.
Yakko: But let this be a lesson to all. For wherever there is belching... Wakko, Dot, Yakko: We'll be there! Yakko: Wherever there is stupidity... Wakko, Dot, Yakko: We'll be there! Yakko: Wherever there is candy... Wakko: We'll be there a lot quicker.
Slappy: If I were a better person, I'd ignore her and go on with my life. But I'm not.
Wakko: I'm not wearing any pants!
Yakko: [whenever he catches an innuendo] Good Night Everybody!
Arch Bishop: King Yakko, your throne. Wakko Warner: The throne? How do you lift the lid? Dot: Since when do *you* lift the lid?
Wakko: Dear Santa, I have been ever so good this year. I would like a new mallet and a shiny brass anvil.
Yakko: [reciting "A Midsummer Night's Dream"] For I am an honest Puck... Dot: [translating] I'm not touching that one!
Brain-2-Me-2: This is it, Pinky-O, our moment of truth. Are you pondering what I'm pondering? 3-Pinky-0: Um, I think so, Brain-2, but a show about two talking lab mice? Huh, it'll never get on the air.
Girth Plotz: We meet again, Princess. Dot: That's Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fanna Lay Onna Pile Of Origami the Third. But you can call me Dot.
Yakko: Is this you? Are you happily engrossed in inconsequential cartoon trivia to the point that your socks can probably stand up by themselves?
Beethoven: I am Ludwig Van Beethoven, world famous composer and pianist. Yakko: You're a what? Beethoven: A pianist. Yakko: [blows a kiss] Goodnight, everybody! Beethoven: But that is what I am. A pianist. Yakko: I think we've heard enough out of you.
Slappy: In most cases, revenge is not a good thing. In other cases, it's the only thing.
Dr. Scratchensniff: Stop playing with my bust.
Ned Flat: Why are you acting like this? Yakko: We're not acting. We really are like this.
Dot: Jack Sprat could eat no fat, so he became macrobiotic and an enormous pain in the neck.
Dot: The poem that I wrote. This is the poem that I wrote. These are the words that are in the poem that I wrote. This is the mouth that's saying the words that are in the poem that I wrote. This is the person who has the mouth that's saying the words that are in the poem that I wrote. This is the audience that would do anything to shut up the person who has the mouth that's saying the words that are in poem that I wrote. This is the TV show that tortures the audience until they would do anything to shut up the person that has the mouth that's saying the words that are in the poem that I wrote. This...
Dot: Um, it's not that we wouldn't like to take your survey... Yakko: It's more like we'd rather have dental surgery.
Pinky: Whatcha doin' over there, Brain? Brain: Contemplating your afterlife, Pinky.
Slappy Wanna Nappy: The studio of Mos Eisner... You'll never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. So be careful, we're going in without an agent.
Yakko: You'll never live to regret it.
Dot: I'm going to hurt my brother badly.
Wakko: Can you pull a rabbit out of your pants?
Pinky: What do you want to do tonight, Rita? Rita: I don't know, eat you for supper? [Rita snatches Pinky up and eats him alive] Rita: So far, this is my favorite episode! Pinky: Narf! Oh, roomy accommodations, Rita.
Pinky: Hmmm... let me think... Brain: Don't hurt yourself, Pinky.
Slappy: I'm gonna make you some brain food. That's right, I'm gonna make you my famous walnut fig dough surprise. Skippy: What's the surprise? Slappy: I'm outta walnuts.
Yakko: You know, you'd make a fortune renting your head out as a balloon.
Yakko: Call it a hunch, sibs, but I think we've been abducted by aliens. Dot: Aliens? What'll we do? Wakko: Go find the cafeteria? Yakko, Dot: Yeah.
Dot: Boys. Go fig.
Howie Tern: I am Howie Tern! I'm a big star! I'm a household name! Yakko: So is the Mister Tidy Bowl man. Are you related?
Ivan Bloski: Shhh. Shhh. Do you know what that means? Yakko: You got a slow leak?
Yakko: Who's the ham on rye? Dan Anchorman: That's me! Yakko: Remember, you said that. We didn't. Dot: I'm famished. [Dot grabs the sandwich and bites into it] Dan Anchorman: How dare you take a bite out of my sandwich! Dot: You want it back?
Brain: Pinky are you thinking what I'm thinking? Pinky: I think so Brain but where are we going to find rubber pants our size?
Girth Plotz: [after Wakko eats his paperweight] Give me back my paperweight! Wakko: Okay, but you'll have to wait a while.
Einstein: You... you... you... Yakko: No, THIS is a ewe; we're just plain old us.
Hello Nurse: How come I always get the booby prize? Dot: I'm not touching that one!
Warners: [singing] Yakko is a yakker, Wakko is a snacker, Dot's plain cute, so's this boot.
Brain: Yes, of course! Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but bein' Pippi Longstocking, I mean, what would the children look like?
Dot: My five-year mission is to seek out new worlds and make them cuter.
Abe Lincoln: Ich bin ein Gettysburger.
Yakko Warner: We protest you calling us "little kids". We prefer to be called "vertically-impaired pre-adults".
[closing line] Slappy: Now that's comedy!
Woman: Well. I never. Slappy: Well, you should, it's fun.
Dot: [shouts] No way! I'm the only one who's supposed to be cute on this show!
Dot: Call me "Dottie", and you die!
Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but where are we going to find a duck and a garden hose at this time of night?
Brain-2-Me-2: I've told you, I am not a refrigerator. I am a laboratory robot engaged in an intricate scheme of galactic domination.
Wakko, Yakko: We're the Warner brothers. Dot: And the Warner sister.
Owner: I want a pet who'll come when I call and cuddle me when I've had a bad day. Rita: Have a kid, lady.
Yakko: Well, we've decided. In outer space it's okay to wear white shoes after Labor Day.
Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but if we didn't have ears we'd look like weasels.
Wakko: Hello, lady in a tree.
Yakko: How's it going, Scratchy? Dr. Scratchensniff: I take umbrage at that. Yakko: Oh, sure! Take all the umbrage. Don't leave any for us.
A Crowd: Shhh. Yakko: What, are you leaky tires?
Slappy: Tactless, yet rude.
Wakko: I never get to get it.
Yakko: Remember kids, Yakko spelled backwards is Okkay!
Man: Hey! You can't eat that! Wakko: Needs salt.
Brain: The workings of your mind are a mystery to me.
Dot: Oh, oh, my heart aches with the sorrow of a thousand scouts. No merit badge. I mourn my loss. Yakko: Say, those acting classes are really paying off.
Wakko: Wanna see me make bubbles with my spit? Yakko: Sure do. In fact, that's the theme of our next show. Dot: So don't miss it.
Yakko: Wait. You're forgetting something. Umlatt: What? Yakko: Well, being an evil villain, you are contractually required to explain your plan before you get rid of us.
Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so, Brain, but burlap chafes me so.
Brain: Do you realize what we will do with this pollen, Pinky? Pinky: Ummm... open a boutique? Brain: Yes, that's it. We'll open a boutique and sell ladies' clothing and pollen.
Yakko: Don't worry, siblings. We'll sell that nice man a box of cookies, or die trying. Or try dying. Or do some tie-dyeing.
Brain: It proved that radio was a powerful tool. And now, Pinky, the advance of technology has brought us an even more powerful tool. Do you know what that is? Pinky: Ummm... the rubber band?
Death: [Swedish accent] [terms for checkers game] Death: I win... Wakko goes with me. You win, you get to stay together forever. Agreed? Yakko: [dot and yakko are dazed and in a trance] [speaking flatly] Yakko: We Accept... Dot: [flatly also] To accept is to Yield... Yakko: To yield is to allow on-coming traffic the right of way... Dot: Your breath is like the breeze off a land fill... Yakko: Food particles are wedged between your teeth... [Yakko and Dot snap out of trance and Start dancing]
Einstein: If the sun is P, and gravity is H, it makes a Phhhhhh...
Brain: Pinky are you pondering what I'm pondering? Pinky: I think so Brain but why would anyone want to pierce Bronson?
Pesto: Hey, Bobby knows this industry. [He kicks Squit off a perch] Squit: Hey! What'd I do? Pesto: Nothing. I just felt like whackin' something.
[Wakko & Scratchensniff are trapped in an elevator] Wakko: Wanna hear a knock-knock joke? Dr. Scratchensniff: Ok. Wakko: Knock-knock. Dr. Scratchensniff: Who's there? Wakko: Max. Dr. Scratchensniff: Max who? Wakko: Max wants to come in an' go crazy. Dr. Scratchensniff: See, that's not funny because it's not really a joke. Wakko: It is if you know Max. Dr. Scratchensniff: But I DON'T know Max. Wakko: If you did you'd be laughin'.
Mr. Director: Hoyl! How'd you... with the going... you were there... but here now... you are... for me to see... how'd you do... Yakko: You understand any of that? Wakko: I think he said: "Hoyl! How'd you... with the going... you were there... but here now... you are... for me to see... how'd you do... Yakko: Thanks for clearing that up.
Slappy: Oh, not the dynamite in the cake bit again. Who'd sink so low?
Howie Tern: That's pretty funny coming from a kid who looks like a demented monkey.
Wakko, Yakko, Dot: Wheel of Morality, turn, turn, turn, and tell us the lesson that we should learn. Yakko: Free trip to Tahiti. All: Cheers.
Dot: Mr. President? Get to work.
Yakko: Nice wig you got there. Wakko: Does Cher know you're borrowing it?
Dan Anchorman: Don't mess with an anchorman!
Howie Tern: Now listen up, America. If you just tuned in, I've go three kids in here who think they're funnier than the great Howie Tern. You know what I say to that? burp Wakko: That's not a burp. Howie Tern: Oh no? Wakko: Nope. BELCH! That's a burp.
Colin: One time, ok, see, one time Randy Beeman's brother ate Pop Rocks and drank a soda at the same time and his head exploded. 'Kay, bye.
Dan Anchorman: I placed this order an hour ago! Are your out of your minds? Yakko: No, but we're out of our pickles. You'll have to take coleslaw.
Dot: What's death like, Wakko? Wakko: Pretty boring. I've already hummed all the songs I know.
Clown: When the whippoorwill/ Whippoors in the wind / The wind can whippoor back / O nice and chubby baby!
Mindy Sadlier: OK, lady, I love you, good bye!
Howie Tern: Oh yeah these kids think they're really cute. Dot: I can't help it if I'm cute. [smooch then spits and gags] Dot: He's got gingivitis.
Yakko, Wakko, Dot: Wheel of morality turn turn turn. Tell us the lesson that we should learn!
Slappy: The pleasure's been all yours, I'm sure.
Colin: OK, so, one time Randy Beaman's cat ate this fish from the fish tank but the fish was a piranha, it lived inside the cat forever, and the cat became Piranha Cat. 'Kay, bye.
Howie Tern: Stop laughing at them. Robin: Ok I'm sorry. Yakko: Ooo, I like her.
Wakko: Why does Mr. Plotz want to see me? Dr. Scratchensniff: Because you ate his conference table, Wakko. Wakko: But I was HUNGRY.
Howie Tern: What kind of fool do you take me for? Wakko, Yakko, Dot: Ooo ooo! I know, I know! Let me answer! Come on!
Yakko, Wakko, Dot: Make a Googie!
Randy Beaman's Pal: One time, OK, one time Randy Beaman's brother ate pop rocks and drank a soda and his head exploded! Ok, bye!
Pinky: Egad. You astound me, Brain. Brain: That's a simple task, Pinky.