Frank Miller Quotes in Cannibal! The Musical (1993)

James Humphrey: Hey! You're cutting into his butt!

Frank Miller: Well what sort of meat do you want?

James Humphrey: Well not butt!

Frank Miller: [seeing their dinner] You son of a bitch Humphrey.

James Humphrey: Come on, you haven't even tried it.

[Miller takes a mouthful]

Frank Miller: You son of a bitch Humphrey.

Frank Miller: A horse is a horse.

James Humphrey: Of course.

Alferd Packer: Of course.

Frank Miller: What part do we eat?

James Humphrey: Well, you're the butcher.

Frank Miller: Yeah, but...

James Humphrey: So, butch!

Frank Miller: God you guys make me sick. What is this, a fucking feel good convention?

Shannon Bell: Listen, we have a long journey ahead of us. Its important we all get along. Now, you're hurting people's feelings. Your gunna have to find a more constructive way to express your anger.

Frank Miller: Okay. Well, fuck you! How's that for constructive?

Shannon Bell: That's great, now go to time out Mister.

James Humphrey: Oh, gosh, I never thought I'd be sleeping next to a naked man on this trip.

George Noon: Just do what I'm doing. Just pretend like you're laying next to a nice soft woman.

Frank Miller: *What*?

George Noon: I'm just imagining old Mr. Miller here as a nice tall blonde.

Frank Miller: Oh, goddamn it! I want another partner!

James Humphrey: Wait, you guys. Let me talk to them. I know how to speak Indian.

Shannon Bell: We're gonna die.

James Humphrey: Weep-wah, weep-wah, surro no happo?

Indian #2: Nani itto n jaa, omee?

[What the heck are you saying?]

James Humphrey: He says, "Welcome to the land of blue light."

[Humphrey simultaneously signs "Jesus Christ is dead."]

Indian #2: Omai wa sono uchi, sakana to ishoo ni onemu suru koto ni naru, zo!

[Keep it up and you'll be sleeping with the fishes, see?]

James Humphrey: I am a carpenter, and this is my brother, Tom.

Frank Miller: Humphrey, you are so full of shit!

George Noon: How deep do you think it is?

Alferd Packer: [throws rock in and everybody stares at the splash site for a few seconds]

Frank Miller: Well, what the hell was that supposed to prove?

Alferd Packer: Well, s-s... what... I don't know.

Frank Miller: I'm taking over. You sing, I'll do the work.

Jean Deyo: Work? A Sergeant?