Hamburger... The Motion Picture Quotes
Lyman Vunk: [instructing a managerial training class] Put those cookies back... MOTHER****ER. [entire class repeats, Sister Sara crossing herself]
Movie: Hamburger... The Motion Picture
[an old lady pulls up to the Buster Burgers' drive thru intercom which is shaped like a giant pickle] "Mr. Pickle" Intercom: Hi, welcome to Buster Burgers, what can I get ch'ya?
Old Lady: Um... one burger... uh, some fries... and a malte. Oh! And, uh, could you put cheese on that, please? "Mr. Pickle" Intercom: Just say, "Buster Cheese, Bull Chips, and a Chocolate Buster Shake," madam.
Old Lady: Okay. "Mr. Pickle" Intercom: [annoyed] So say it!
Old Lady: Shove off, pickle! I don't like talking to machines. "Mr. Pickle" Intercom: Look, toots. Take that Falcon you're driving, chain it up, and shove it where the sun don't shine!
Old Lady: Wha? Wh-wh-why I... ooh... ack! [collapses from a heart attack] "Mr. Pickle" Intercom: [once again cheerful] Thanks for coming to Buster Burgers, please move forward. You may be eligible for a prize.
Old Lady: Um... one burger... uh, some fries... and a malte. Oh! And, uh, could you put cheese on that, please? "Mr. Pickle" Intercom: Just say, "Buster Cheese, Bull Chips, and a Chocolate Buster Shake," madam.
Old Lady: Okay. "Mr. Pickle" Intercom: [annoyed] So say it!
Old Lady: Shove off, pickle! I don't like talking to machines. "Mr. Pickle" Intercom: Look, toots. Take that Falcon you're driving, chain it up, and shove it where the sun don't shine!
Old Lady: Wha? Wh-wh-why I... ooh... ack! [collapses from a heart attack] "Mr. Pickle" Intercom: [once again cheerful] Thanks for coming to Buster Burgers, please move forward. You may be eligible for a prize.
Movie: Hamburger... The Motion Picture