Leprechaun 3
1995 (V)
Doctor: All right, let's just start with every test that starts with the letter A, tomorrow we'll do the B's, and then Thursday... Nurse: You play golf on Thursday. Doctor: Well, this is an emergency.
Leprechaun: For pulling this trick, I'll chop off your dick!
Leprechaun: Ahhh... lovely golden palaces completely full of riches. I'll rip 'em off and rob 'em blind, those dirty sons of bitches.
Doctor: Now listen to me! This may mean the difference between living and dying. Do you have health insurance? Scott: Do ya take Green Cross?
Tammy: Let me go, you son of a bitch! Leprechaun: Now that's no way to speak about me mother, bless her green soul.
Scott: (on the phone) Yeah, give me hotel security. Yeah, I'd like to report a leprechaun in your hotel. No, a LEPRECHAUN. Yeah, little green guy. HE TRIED TO KILL ME! Hello?
Lucky: He's a good luck charm. Gupta: Yes, I can see it's working very well.
Scott: There once was a lady of Totten / Whose tastes grew perverted and rotten. / She cared not for steaks / Or for pastries and cakes / But lived upon penis au gratin. Waitress: Metallica. No, wait... White Zombie. I got the album. Enjoy your spuds! Scott: What the hell did I just say?
Leprechaun: There was an old man of Madras / Whose balls were made of fine brass. / So in stormy weather / They both clanged together / And sparks flew out of his arse.
Leprechaun: Now that was quite a load to have to explode. What a lovely lass, I had to blow up your ass but now I must hit the road!
Scott: Have you ever blown a rod before? Tammy: I beg your pardon? Scott: The engine, I meant. See, you got your pistons and your rods... You don't want to know this, right? Tammy: No, actually, I don't.
Scott: Excuse me, where can I cash a check? Mitch: You old enough to be in here, kid? (sees the amount of Scott's check) Mitch: Yes, you're old enough. Right over there. If there's anything you need, just come to me.
Tony: Look sharp, be sharp. Art: No, tell him the other thing. The threat thing. Tony: Oh. You pay Arthur the money you owe him or I will kill you. Mitch: What are you, tough guys? I got hemorrhoids tougher than you.
Tammy: Sorry I'm late, Fazio. Fazio: I told you, you will address me as Great One offstage and on. Tammy: You're a magician, not the Pope.
Art: (to Leprechaun) Tell me, what was Judy Garland really like?
Mitch: Ladies and gentlemen, due to a slight solicrivilance in the stem of the wheel, the situation is thus - this table is now closed.
Leprechaun: I want my gold shilling. Tell me where it is or there will be another killing.
Leprechaun: Mmm, I like Indian food. So spicy!
Fazio: (Leprechaun has turned his white rabbit into a pile of dung) Oh, shit! Leprechaun: A little token of my esteem. It is exactly what it seems. Made fresh daily at exactly 9: 00. It comes from my shillelagh. You can keep it in a crock. Ha ha.
Art: What do I want? I want brown hair. I want health insurance for all Americans. I want the Mets to get their shit together.
Scott: I thought maybe you could sneak me inside the casino to see what it's like. Tammy: What? Do you think this is like Disneyland or something?
Fazio: (as he's being sawn in half) Caesar's... Palace...