The Bullwinkle Show
1961
Natasha Fatale: Boris, is Moose you said you killed in previous episode? Boris Badenov: Look, it's his show. If he wants to be hard to kill, let him.
Rocky: Bullwinkle, I'm worried. Bullwinkle: Ratings down in the show again? Rocky: No. Bullwinkle: That's odd. Rocky: I'm worried because there have already been two attempts on your life. Bullwinkle: Oh, don't worry. We will be renewed. Rocky: I'm not talking about the Bullwinkle Show. Bullwinkle: You had better; we could use the publicity.
Boris: (trying to trick Rocky and Bullwinkle) I am part of one of the biggest advertising company's in the country. Dancer, Prancer, Blitzen and Fink. Bullwinkle: Yeah, I have heard of those first three fellows, but who is Fink? Boris: I am Fink. Natasha: You can say that again dahling.
Rocky: (recognizing Boris's voice) That voice. Where have I heard that voice before? Bullwinkle: In about 365 other episodes. But I don't know who it is either.
Rocky: Bullwinkle, it says here that for you to inherit the fortune, you have to spend the weekend in the ancestral home; Abominable Manor. Bullwinkle: That's no problem. I've been living in an abominable manner all my life.
Rocky: Bullwinkle, do you know what an A-Bomb is? Bullwinkle: Sure, a bomb is what some people call our show. Rocky: I don't think that's very funny. Bullwinkle: Neither do they apparently
Natasha: Boris, how are we going to steal car from moose and squirrel? Boris: Easy, we are going into the used car business. Natasha: On purpose?
Bullwinkle: But here, cleverly disguised as a bomb, is a bomb.
(repeated line) Rocket J. Squirrel: And now, here to tell you everything about anything is Mr Know-It-All.
(repeated line) Rocky: OK, then, thank you, Mr Know-It-All.
Boris Badenov: You busy-bodies have busied your last body.
Cloyd: On the moon we always carry a spare heart. Bullwinkle: Must be nice come Valentine's Day.
(repeated lines) Rocky: And now... Bullwinkle: Hey, Rocky, watch me pull a rabbit outta my hat.
(repeated line) Boris Badenov: Shut up your mouth.
Old woman: I'm not really a wicked fairy. I'm just wicked.
(repeated line) Mr Peabody: I smell foul play, Sherman.
The Announcer: Well, you're just in time for what might be a very unhappy ending.
(repeated line) Dudley Do-Right: Stop, Snidely Whiplash, in the name of the law.
(repeated line) Rocky: Hokey smoke.
(lead-in to many commercials) Rocky: Look, Bulliwinkle, a message in a bottle. Bullwinkle: Fan mail from a flounder? Rocky: This is what I really call a message.
Rocky: And now, here's something we hope you'll really like.
(Rocky and Bullwinkle have brought an old model ship to an antique dealer) Rocky: Bullwinkle, this ship is covered in rubies and look what's written on the side! O-Mar Khay-yam. Bullwinkle, do you know what this is? Bullwinkle: Well, if you're waiting on me to say it, I won't. Antique Dealer: Me neither. Rocky: OK, then this must be (pause) "The Ruby Yacht of Omar Khayyam". Bullwinkle, Antique Dealer: OOOOH!
Bullwinkle: (explaining the components of a stereo system) This is the amplifier, which amplifies the sound. And this is the preamplifier, which, of course, amplifies the pree.
Bullwinkle: You just leave it to my pal Rock. He's the brains of the outfit. General: And what does that make you? Bullwinkle: What else? The executive.
Boris Badenov: Phooey! Foiled again! Natasha Fatale: Don't you mean, "Curses! Foiled again!"? Boris Badenov: Please, Natasha. This is kiddie show.
(Bulwinkle has been captured by government agents) Rocky: Hey, what's the meaning of this? Agent: Military intelligence. That phrase mean anything to you? Rocky: It sounds like a contradiction of terms.
Boris Badenov: Ah, it good to be back on campus. Natasha Fatale: Boris, you went to college? Penn State? Boris Badenov: No, state pen.
Rocky: For all of you who want to be tigers in the field of journalism, here's Mr Know-It-All. Bullwinkle: Hello, copycats.
Bullwinkle: Today's lesson is how to be a lion tamer and pick up a little scratch... on the side... of your head.
Mr Hector Peabody: Sherman, that is your 1,000th fortune cookie. Do you want to spoil your dinner?
Rocky: It's Bullwinkle! Captain Peter "Wrongway" Peachfuzz: Or a figment of somebody's imagination. Rocky: Figure of who's imagination? Bullwinkle: Who you calling a Fig Newton?
Bullwinkle: Eenie meenie chili beanie, the spirits are about to speak.
Bullwinkle: Got the wrong script from the teleprompter. As you know this is really the Humphley/Brinley report. No no. The Bullwinkle Show. And I am your moose-ster of ceremonies for the next half-hour: Bullwinkle his-self. As if you couldn't tell. I mean what other show has a host who sings, dances, recites poetry and has antlers? Well, on this network anyway...
Bullwinkle: (pointing to Florida on a map) Here it is: Frostbite Falls, Minnesota. Rocket J. Squirrel: Bullwinkle, that's Florida! Bullwinkle: Well, if they keep adding new states all the time how can you expect me to keep up?
(an incident causes all the main characters to become lost at sea. There is nobody left on the screen) Fish #1: There's something you don't see every day. Fish #2: What's that? Fish #1: A TV show where all they show you is a picture of rocks. Fish #2: Well, c'mon. It *is* called "The Rocky Show".
Bullwinkle: I'd like to apply for a job as an usher? Boris: What experience have you had? Bullwinkle: I've been in the dark for most of my life.
Dudley Do-Right: Curses! Foiled again! Snidely Whiplash: Hey! That's *my* line!
Rocky: Bullwinkle, did you forget the plot again? Bullwinkle: In a word, you said it. Rocky: That's three words. Bullwinkle: I'm a heavy tipper.
Rocky: A thousand dollars to get to Frostbite Falls? Bullwinkle: You can buy the place for eight dollars cash.
(Repeated line) Bullwinkle: Jumping G. Horstat!
Rocky: Are you getting sea sick, Bullwinkle? Bullwinkle: No, I always turn green this time of year. Rocky: Well if you think this is bad. Bullwinkle: Yeah. Rocky: Just wait till we cast off.