Jafar: Gazeem was obviously less than worthy.
Iago: Look at this! I'm so ticked off that I'm molting!
Jafar: Faster Iago, faster!
Genii: Three wishes - no substitutes, exchanges or refunds.
Genii: Rule Number Three: I can't bring people back from the dead. It's not a pretty picture, and I don't like doing it!
Genii: Thank you for chosing Magic Carpet for all your travel needs. Don't stand till the rug has come to a complete stop. Thank you, good bye, good bye, thank you, good bye. Now, how about that, Mr. Doubting Mustafa?
Genii: Okay, Sparky, here's the deal: You wanna court the little lady, ya gotta be a straight shooter, do ya got it?
The Genii: Oy! Ten thousand years can give you such a crick in the neck!
Jafar: How many times do I have to kill you, boy?
Jafar: You are late.
The Genii: It's all part and parcel of the whole genii gig: phenomenal cosmic powers, itty bitty living space.
The Genii: Enough about you, Casanova! Talk about her! She's smart, fun, the hair, the eyes - pick a feature!
The Genii: It never fails - you get in the bath and there's a rub at the lamp!
The Genii: Yo rug-man! Haven't seen you in a few millennia. Give me some tassel!
Jafar: You're speechless, I see! A fine quality in a wife!
Sultan: Jafar! You vile betrayer!
[The Genii and the flying carpet are playing chess.]
Genii: Aw, Al, I'm gettin' kinda fond of you, kid. Not that I wanna pick out curtains or anything!
Guard: He's got a sword!
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