“Call me Elrond…” (I’ll go play with my toys now)

“Oh, it does smell like cheese.”

“My kids got me this cool new beard trimmer for Christmas.”

Time to do another movie where he wears a mask.

“No, she gets a special cologne. It’s called Sex Panther by Odeon. It’s illegal in nine countries. Yep, it’s made with bits of real panther, so you know it’s good.” – Brian Fantana, in Anchor Man

Pssst…you’re ugly.

I’ve got blow, tacos and tequila at my cabina. Lets GTFO.

I see Tony Blair has really let himself go, yeesh.

It seems even Agent Smith couldn’t resist the woman in the red dress.

“Mmm… What’s that smell?”
“Desperation.”
“I’m not familiar with that cologne.”
“Oh, I’m not wearing any.”

He’s all kinds of badass. I love every movie I’ve ever seen him in.

“After mating, the female shows her affection by grooming the male’s fur for ticks and mites.”

I think what’s creepy about this is that I have never seen him smile.

*sniff* “You smell like diesel and pungent Puerto Rican prostitutes.”
*sigh* “…yeahhhh…”