Amon:
Alan Alda and Paul McCartney discuss battle plans, while Zeus looks on in approval.
Yeerkkiller:
"So my dad, Dr. Jekyll, made this really sweet potion that makes my hair like Wolverine's..."
Yeerkkiller:
"What do you mean John Pertwee wants the car back?!"
Amon:
Did you hear about their open house? People were *dying* to get in!
Amon:
Ah yes. The entrance to the church that has been overrun by evil in the game Diablo. I know it well.
Yeerkkiller:
The candle from the Beauty and Beast uses his hypnotic powers to control the women of the night!
Amon:
"Liberace is near. I can sense him..."
Agent_Moldy:
"When you're undead, only the finest cologne will do. That's why I wear Dracul Noir."
Amon:
The Great Santini's storage place for magic tricks gone awry.
Yeerkkiller:
"So the only available opera seats were in the cave two miles away from the theater?"
Agent_Moldy:
"Do you not find me sexy? I am Mahir. I kiss you."
Amon:
I'd like to see the bowl of soup he's gonna use that big-ass spoon in!
Amon:
.oO (Why do I have to be the disc jockey at the GlitterDome? I can do the hustle with the best of them...)
Beedo:
Emperor Palaptine's mirror tells him he's NOT the handsomest one of all.
Amon:
"You are sentenced to spend the rest of your lives on the penal colony of Ura Pente."
Beedo:
I've heard of strange piercings before, but HIS ENTIRE FRONTAL LOBE AREA?!
Amon:
"Sadly, Sy Snootles beat me out for lead singer. The little bitch..."
Granamyr:
Unnecessary close-up of Granamyr's left eye.