Groans Quotes

Lt. Aldo Raine: Now, before we yank that slug out you, you need to answer a few questions.
Bridget von Hammersmark: Few questions about what?
Lt. Aldo Raine: About I got three men dead back there. Why don't you try telling us what the fuck happened?
Bridget von Hammersmark: The British officer blew his German

act and the Gestapo major saw it.
Lt. Aldo Raine: Before we get into who shot John, why'd you invite my men to a rendezvous in a basement with a bunch of Nazis?
Bridget von Hammersmark: I can see since you didn't see what happened inside, that the Nazis being there must look odd.
Lt. Aldo Raine: Yeah, we got a word for that

kind of odd in English. It's called "suspicious".
[He digs his fingers into her bullet wound. She gasps with pain]
Bridget von Hammersmark: Everybody needs to calm down! You're letting your imagination get the better of you!
[He digs deeper and she exclaims]
Bridget von Hammersmark: You met the sergeant yourself! Willi! You remember

him, don't you?
Lt. Aldo Raine: Yeah, I remember him.
Bridget von Hammersmark: His wife had a baby tonight. He had just become a-
[She screams]
Bridget von Hammersmark: He had just become a father! His commanding officer gave him and his mates the night off to celebrate.
[She groans and convulses]

Bridget von Hammersmark: The Germans being there was either a trap set by me or a tragic coincidence. It couldn't be both.
[He takes his finger out. She gasps]
Lt. Aldo Raine: How'd the shooting start?
Bridget von Hammersmark: The Englishman gave himself away.
Lt. Aldo Raine: How'd he do that?

Bridget von Hammersmark: He ordered three glasses.
[She holds up her fore, middle, and ring fingers]
Bridget von Hammersmark: We order three glasses.
[She uses her thumb, fore, and middle fingers]
Bridget von Hammersmark: That's the German three. The other looks odd. Germans would and did notice it.
Lt.

Aldo Raine: Okay, let's pretend there were no Germans and everything went exactly the way it was supposed to. What was the next step?
Bridget von Hammersmark: Tuxedos. To get them into the premiere wearing military uniforms with all the military there would've been suicide. But going as members of the German film industry, they wear tuxedos and fit in with

everybody else. I arranged for the tailor to fit three tuxedos tonight.
Lt. Aldo Raine: How'd you intend to get them in that premiere.
Bridget von Hammersmark: Hand me my purse. Lieutenant Hicox was going as my escort. The other two were going as a German cameraman and his assistant.
Lt. Aldo Raine: You still get us in that

premiere?
Bridget von Hammersmark: You speak German better than your friends? No. Have I been shot? Yes! I don't see me tripping the light fantastique up a red carpet anytime soon! Least of all, by tomorrow night.

Randall: Cheating? Right. Okay, I think I know how to make this all go away. What happens when the whistle blows in five minutes?
Mike: Ah, I get a time-out?
Randall: Everyone goes to lunch! Which means: the scare floor will be...?
Mike: ...Painted?
Randall: EMPTY! It'll be empty, you

idiot! You see that clock? When the big hand is pointing up...
[forces Mike's left arm up]
Randall: and the little hand is pointing up...
[forces his right arm up]
Randall: the kid's door will be in my station. But when the big hand points down...
[bends the right arm over the left; Mike groans in pain]

Randall: the door will be gone. You have until then to put the kid back. Get the picture?
[Mike whimpers and nods]

Bilbo Baggins: [feeling the One Ring in his pocket; to himself] What... have I got... in my pocket?
[Gollum; who is crouching on a stalagmite, holding a rock he is meaning to throw at Bilbo, scowls, thinking Bilbo's question as a riddle]
Gollum: That's not fair... That's not fair! It's against the *rules*!
[In a hissy fit, Gollum throws the

rock down. Bilbo looks on in amazement]
Gollum: [pouting] Ask us another one!
Bilbo Baggins: [points his sword at Gollum] No, no. You said, "ask me a question." Well, *That* is MY question. "What Have I Got In My Pocket?"
[Gollum growls in reluctance as he jumps down from his stalagmite perch and crouches on the floor beside his hideout]

Gollum: [holding up only two fingers] It must give us three guesses, precious! It must give us *three*!
Bilbo Baggins: Three guesses, very well. Guess away!
Gollum: [holds up his hands] Handses!
Bilbo Baggins: [shows Gollum that his left hand is out of the pocket] Wrong. Try again.
[Gollum groans in

frustration]
Gollum: [rummaging through his belongings in his hole; to himself] I've got Fishses bones, Goblinses bones, Bat's wings, food...
[He growls; thinking hard; he slaps his hands down repeatedly when...]
Gollum: [shouts] *KNIFE*! Oh, shut up!
Bilbo Baggins: Wrong again. Last guess.

Gollum: String... or nothing!
Bilbo Baggins: Two guesses at once. Wrong both times.
Gollum: [groans; defeated] Ooooooohhh...
[as he groans; Gollum flops on his side. He lies in a fetal position as he sobs softly]

Natasha Romanoff: Thor, report on the Hulk.
Thor: The gates of Hel are filled with the screams of his victims!
[Natasha glares at him while Bruce groans and puts his head in his hands]
Thor: But not the screams of the dead, of course. No, no... wounded screams... mainly whimpering, a great deal of complaining and tales of

sprained deltoids and... gout.

Sovereign Operator: [before the Ravager ship is about to explode, Taserface calls the Sovereign] Who is this?
Taserface: I am sending you the coordinates for Yondu's ship. I only ask one thing. That your High Priestess, tell him the name of the man what sealed his fate... Taserface.
[the Operator snickers and erupts into laughter; Taserface groans as the ship

explodes]

Gru: Kyle. These are not treats. These are guests!
[to the girls]
Gru: Girls, this is Kyle, my... dog.
[Kyle growls]
Agnes: Ooh, fluffy doggie!
[She runs toward Kyle, who whines and runs away; she groans in disappointment]
Margo: What kind of dog is that?
Gru: He's

a... I don't know.