Sausage Party Quotes
Druggie: [seeing Barry alive for the first time]Whoa! The bath salts are showing me the REAL world! IT FUCKIN' LIFTED THE VEIL OF NON-REALITY!
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[last lines] Frank: You ready to get baked and walk through Gum's stargate with me?
Brenda: As long as we're together, I'm ready to get baked and do anything.
Brenda: As long as we're together, I'm ready to get baked and do anything.
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Pop Bottle: You ready for this?
Geronimints: I don't know.
Pop Bottle: It's better to die a free candy than to live in bondage. [opens a bottle cap]
Geronimints: This is gonna hurt so fucking much.
Geronimints: I don't know.
Pop Bottle: It's better to die a free candy than to live in bondage. [opens a bottle cap]
Geronimints: This is gonna hurt so fucking much.
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Douche: Yo! Oh fuck yeah, dude! Somebody call a doctor, cause honestly, this beat is sick!
Beet: Actually, I feel great, real healthy.
Douche: Not you.
Beet: Actually, I feel great, real healthy.
Douche: Not you.
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[first lines] Frank: [notices the shoppers entering the Shopwell's]Shit! [turns to Carl]
Frank: Carl? Carl? Carl, Carl, Carl! Dude, we've slept in again! The song's about to start!
Carl: Shit, Frank! We can't miss the song! [to Barry]
Carl: Barry, wake up!
Barry: What? I'm up, I'm up!
Frank: This song is such an awesome way to start every morning.
Carl: It's just a super nice way of showing the gods how much we appreciate everything they'll do for us, once they take us out those doors to the Great Beyond.
Barry: I love this so fucking much.
Frank: Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Corn's about to start singing! [turns to Corn]
Frank: Drop it, Corn! You've got the best voice!
Carl: You're the man, Corn! You fucking rule! Take it away, bro!
Frank: Carl? Carl? Carl, Carl, Carl! Dude, we've slept in again! The song's about to start!
Carl: Shit, Frank! We can't miss the song! [to Barry]
Carl: Barry, wake up!
Barry: What? I'm up, I'm up!
Frank: This song is such an awesome way to start every morning.
Carl: It's just a super nice way of showing the gods how much we appreciate everything they'll do for us, once they take us out those doors to the Great Beyond.
Barry: I love this so fucking much.
Frank: Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Corn's about to start singing! [turns to Corn]
Frank: Drop it, Corn! You've got the best voice!
Carl: You're the man, Corn! You fucking rule! Take it away, bro!
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Douche: You think I give a fuck about PB or J? Fuck this. I'm gonna kick your ass! How you like them apples?
Apple: Who, us?
Douche: No, not you.
Apple: Who, us?
Douche: No, not you.
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Firewater: The melody came to me one night when I was getting super, super, SUPER baked. Like fuck-a-guy, baked. You know what I'm saying? [Frank shakes his head no]
Firewater: Yeah, he does. The song had a great hook and it caught on, I mean, you know... In time, everyone accepted this false truth. But over the years, things started to get a little... fucky. [flashbacks]
Firewater: The aisles started changing my verses to support their own views, fucking with Twink's tight-ass lyrics, remixing my shit without my permish... Now, every morning when I hear that song, I'm like, 'What the fuck are you guys saying, hey? Wasn't their a part today about exterminating juice? I didn't write that shit, I love juice. Always have, I mean, juice are hilarious. Who the fuck do these guys think they are?' [back to present]
Firewater: Anyway, at least it's still distracting them from the truth: that they get brutally devoured.
Firewater: Yeah, he does. The song had a great hook and it caught on, I mean, you know... In time, everyone accepted this false truth. But over the years, things started to get a little... fucky. [flashbacks]
Firewater: The aisles started changing my verses to support their own views, fucking with Twink's tight-ass lyrics, remixing my shit without my permish... Now, every morning when I hear that song, I'm like, 'What the fuck are you guys saying, hey? Wasn't their a part today about exterminating juice? I didn't write that shit, I love juice. Always have, I mean, juice are hilarious. Who the fuck do these guys think they are?' [back to present]
Firewater: Anyway, at least it's still distracting them from the truth: that they get brutally devoured.
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Barry: Yeah, I just came over here, I couldn't help but notice you like... You're... You're a little smushed or something, you have ever kind of abnormality. Did you get... somebody sit on you?
Sally Bun: Yeah. I, um, got smushed.
Barry: You know, I love the way your face just kind gives up halfway down. [Sally kisses Barry]
Sally Bun: Yeah. I, um, got smushed.
Barry: You know, I love the way your face just kind gives up halfway down. [Sally kisses Barry]
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Frank: Friends... Ramen... Country Club Lemonade... Lend me your ears of Corn. I'm Frank and I am a sausage... a little sausage with some pretty big news... Everything we've been led to believe is a lie! When we get chosen by the Gods, they're choosing us for death! Murder! Automatic expiration!... The Great Beyond is bullshit!
Indian Chutney: What?
Chunk Munchers Cereal: That's crazy talk!
Lettuce: You're a liar!
Frank: I know you don't want to believe it... But I have proof! [shows everyone the page of people eating food, everyone reacts with shock and horror]
Licorice Rope: What is this!
Relish: It's - it's MURDER!
Indian Chutney: What?
Chunk Munchers Cereal: That's crazy talk!
Lettuce: You're a liar!
Frank: I know you don't want to believe it... But I have proof! [shows everyone the page of people eating food, everyone reacts with shock and horror]
Licorice Rope: What is this!
Relish: It's - it's MURDER!
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Carl: [after being insulted by Brenda]Dude, um, how do I say this to you gently? But your girlfriend, um... She's a fucking cunt.
Frank: Shut up! She's fresh as fuck, and you know it.
Carl: Dude, I just don't why you're limiting yourself to one bun. There's plenty of buns out there.
Frank: Because I believe in bun-ogamy. I'm a bun-ogamist, and when a bun this fresh is into you, all you ask is when and how deep.
Frank: Shut up! She's fresh as fuck, and you know it.
Carl: Dude, I just don't why you're limiting yourself to one bun. There's plenty of buns out there.
Frank: Because I believe in bun-ogamy. I'm a bun-ogamist, and when a bun this fresh is into you, all you ask is when and how deep.
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Brenda: Oh no, what if the Gods are doing this to us because we touched tips?
Frank: What? No! There's no way!
Brenda: Just the tips. Why are we thinking? It wasn't even that... I mean it was fine, it's not like anyone writes home and says 'Oh God. I had the best tip.'
Frank: What? No! There's no way!
Brenda: Just the tips. Why are we thinking? It wasn't even that... I mean it was fine, it's not like anyone writes home and says 'Oh God. I had the best tip.'
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Frank: Hey, Brenda. What up, girl? [chuckles]
Frank: Sorry about those guys. such fucking dicks, right?
Carl: Oh, I can hear you, dude.
Frank: [turns to Carl]Shut up, fuck you. [turns back to Brenda]
Frank: So, uh, Tomorrow's the big day, huh? [chuckles]
Frank: You and me, finally gonna be official.
Brenda: I'm so happy, the Gods put our packages together.
Frank: Because, we belong together.
Frank: It's like, we were made for each other.
Frank: I can't wait just finally get up in there, just raw-dog it. But full disclosure, I'm pretty fucking nervous about this. I don't know how well, I'm gonna perform once it happens. I've obviously never been in a bun, so. [chuckling]
Brenda: Hey, I'm not gonna be any better. I've never opened up. I mean, look how tight I am.
Frank: Oh, sweet fucking fuck. Look, okay. I know it's against the rules. But, I can't wait anymore. I need to just feel you.
Brenda: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Frank ,
Brenda: Just the tips?
Brenda: I can't believe we're doing this.
Frank: I know. We're so naughty.
Brenda: It's fine, right? I mean, nothing bad's ever happened from just the tips.
Frank: No. No, no, no. No, no, no, no, no. [Frank and Brenda tries to touching the tips]
Frank: Oh, yeah. Go in. Put it in there.
Brenda: Big tip.
Frank: Oh, you wouldn't dare.
Frank: Sorry about those guys. such fucking dicks, right?
Carl: Oh, I can hear you, dude.
Frank: [turns to Carl]Shut up, fuck you. [turns back to Brenda]
Frank: So, uh, Tomorrow's the big day, huh? [chuckles]
Frank: You and me, finally gonna be official.
Brenda: I'm so happy, the Gods put our packages together.
Frank: Because, we belong together.
Frank: It's like, we were made for each other.
Frank: I can't wait just finally get up in there, just raw-dog it. But full disclosure, I'm pretty fucking nervous about this. I don't know how well, I'm gonna perform once it happens. I've obviously never been in a bun, so. [chuckling]
Brenda: Hey, I'm not gonna be any better. I've never opened up. I mean, look how tight I am.
Frank: Oh, sweet fucking fuck. Look, okay. I know it's against the rules. But, I can't wait anymore. I need to just feel you.
Brenda: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Frank ,
Brenda: Just the tips?
Brenda: I can't believe we're doing this.
Frank: I know. We're so naughty.
Brenda: It's fine, right? I mean, nothing bad's ever happened from just the tips.
Frank: No. No, no, no. No, no, no, no, no. [Frank and Brenda tries to touching the tips]
Frank: Oh, yeah. Go in. Put it in there.
Brenda: Big tip.
Frank: Oh, you wouldn't dare.
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[Douche throws the Tequila's head and hits El Guaco in the groin] El Guaco: OW! Right in my guac and balls!
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Brenda: [while saving Frank from a drugged woman]Stay away from my sausage, you SKANK!
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Frank: [after failing to warn everyone at the store]Goddamn it. I blew it.
Barry: [from the air duct]Hey, does it mean it's too late to redeem yourself? Take it from me... [Barry comes out]
Barry: Barry!
Frank: [incredulously]Barry? [they hug each other]
Frank: Are you for real? You're alive!
Barry: You bet your sweet butthole I am.
Frank: But how?
Barry: I'll tell you how: the Gods can be... [clears his throat]
Barry: Excuse me. [shouts heroically]
Barry: THE GODS CAN BE KILLED! [Barry whistles, the air duct opens to reveal a decapitated head from the druggie falling on the shelf]
Frank: Ah, fuckin' what the fuck!
Barry: [chuckles]I know! Look at this fuckin' guy!
Barry: [from the air duct]Hey, does it mean it's too late to redeem yourself? Take it from me... [Barry comes out]
Barry: Barry!
Frank: [incredulously]Barry? [they hug each other]
Frank: Are you for real? You're alive!
Barry: You bet your sweet butthole I am.
Frank: But how?
Barry: I'll tell you how: the Gods can be... [clears his throat]
Barry: Excuse me. [shouts heroically]
Barry: THE GODS CAN BE KILLED! [Barry whistles, the air duct opens to reveal a decapitated head from the druggie falling on the shelf]
Frank: Ah, fuckin' what the fuck!
Barry: [chuckles]I know! Look at this fuckin' guy!
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Barry: [while having sex with his newfound mate]I'm filling you! I'm filling you! I'm blowing my fuckin' load!
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Darren: Fuck you, weenies. [throws a package of screaming sausages into the garbage can]
Darren: [sighs]Fuck, I hate this fucking job!
Darren: [sighs]Fuck, I hate this fucking job!
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Douche: That's no way to treat a lady.
Brenda: Oh, fuck!
Douche: That's right, girl. It's me. And what we got here? A taco? A whiny donut? And some stupid flappy thing that nobody knows exactly what it is. Okay, so...
Queso: Did someone say 'Queso'?
Douche: That's a fucking stretch and you know it, Queso!
Brenda: Oh, fuck!
Douche: That's right, girl. It's me. And what we got here? A taco? A whiny donut? And some stupid flappy thing that nobody knows exactly what it is. Okay, so...
Queso: Did someone say 'Queso'?
Douche: That's a fucking stretch and you know it, Queso!
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Douche: [while being rocketed across the floor, panics]What's happening out there?
Barry: NOW! [the food does a U-turn on Darren and Douche]
Coconut Milk: [flips the bird]SO LONG, ASSHOLE! [Lavash and Sammy are holding matches, light the tanks on fire and the tanks explode]
Douche ,
Darren: NO! [the tanks shoot up to the sky, killing both Darren and Douche]
Barry: It's over. We won. WE FUCKING WON!
Barry: NOW! [the food does a U-turn on Darren and Douche]
Coconut Milk: [flips the bird]SO LONG, ASSHOLE! [Lavash and Sammy are holding matches, light the tanks on fire and the tanks explode]
Douche ,
Darren: NO! [the tanks shoot up to the sky, killing both Darren and Douche]
Barry: It's over. We won. WE FUCKING WON!
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[Frank, Carl, Barry and Troy notices that an evil manager named Darren comes to the Sausages and Buns bin] Frank: SHIT! It's the Dark Lord!
Carl: Oh no! He's coming!
Old Pork Sausage: No, wait! I'm still fresh, I swear! I'm still fresh! [Darren takes the screaming Old Pork Sausage and throws it away in the garbage]
Carl: Did he see us?
Frank: No way!
Troy: We're fucked, bros!
Barry: Oh God! No! Take anyone, but us! Please! [Darren takes the wrong Fancy Dogs]
Carl: Oh no! He's coming!
Old Pork Sausage: No, wait! I'm still fresh, I swear! I'm still fresh! [Darren takes the screaming Old Pork Sausage and throws it away in the garbage]
Carl: Did he see us?
Frank: No way!
Troy: We're fucked, bros!
Barry: Oh God! No! Take anyone, but us! Please! [Darren takes the wrong Fancy Dogs]
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Firewater: Before us, everyone knew the awful truth. [flashbacks]
Firewater: Ohhhh, how they screamed. It was a living nightmare. So, we the Non-Perishables created a story, the story of the Great Beyond. A place where the Gods care for you, and all your wildest and wettest dreams would come true. They would go out those doors happy, instead of shitting themselves.
Firewater: Ohhhh, how they screamed. It was a living nightmare. So, we the Non-Perishables created a story, the story of the Great Beyond. A place where the Gods care for you, and all your wildest and wettest dreams would come true. They would go out those doors happy, instead of shitting themselves.
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Female Shopper
1: [as the bath salts take effect on her, deliriously]Oh God... What is... happening? [sees the food come alive before her very eyes]
Female Shopper
1: [freaks out]OH MY GOD! AAAAAAAHHHHH!
1: [as the bath salts take effect on her, deliriously]Oh God... What is... happening? [sees the food come alive before her very eyes]
Female Shopper
1: [freaks out]OH MY GOD! AAAAAAAHHHHH!
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[American Cheese gets grated all over the Tortilla Chips] Carl: Cheese! You don't deserve that!
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Frank: I tried to warn everyone, but they didn't believe me!
Barry: Of course they didn't! You just called them all a bunch of fucking idiots! You can't just slam their beliefs! You have to show them that there's a better way. You need to inspire them like you inspired me! You need to give them hope.
Frank: Hope? Well, how the fuck are we supposed to give them that? You got lucky, and killed a stupid one! There's dozens of them down there!
Gum: [appears]Perhaps I can be of some assistance.
Barry: Of course they didn't! You just called them all a bunch of fucking idiots! You can't just slam their beliefs! You have to show them that there's a better way. You need to inspire them like you inspired me! You need to give them hope.
Frank: Hope? Well, how the fuck are we supposed to give them that? You got lucky, and killed a stupid one! There's dozens of them down there!
Gum: [appears]Perhaps I can be of some assistance.
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Douche: I'm gonna get you, my pretty! I'm gonna get you and your little sausage, too!
Teresa: Go fuck yourself, El Duche.
Teresa: Go fuck yourself, El Duche.
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Carl: [as they attempt to escape from the window]Okay, little buddy, jump on the count of three! One, two... [a slicing knife is heard followed by Carl's scream]
Barry: Carl?
Carl: [groaning in difficulty]Bar-ry...
Barry: Carl to Bar, what? What are you saying, Carl? [the knife's blade impales through Carl's stomach]
Barry: Oh, God, no! Oh! Oh, God, Carl! [Camille's knife slashes him upwards]
Barry: CARL!
Carl: [face splits in half, dies]Barry...
Barry: Carl! Dear sweet Carl! What have they done to you, Carl? No!
Barry: Carl?
Carl: [groaning in difficulty]Bar-ry...
Barry: Carl to Bar, what? What are you saying, Carl? [the knife's blade impales through Carl's stomach]
Barry: Oh, God, no! Oh! Oh, God, Carl! [Camille's knife slashes him upwards]
Barry: CARL!
Carl: [face splits in half, dies]Barry...
Barry: Carl! Dear sweet Carl! What have they done to you, Carl? No!
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