Gord Brody Quotes in Freddy Got Fingered (2001)

Gord Brody: I'm gunna make you proud, Dad...

[starts driving away but brakes and honks as a senior citizen is about to cross]

Gord Brody: GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY.

[continues driving]

Gord Brody: I wanna eat chicken burgers.

Gord Brody: [playing the sausage organ] Daddy, would you like some sausage? Daddy, would you like some sausage?

Julie Brody: Gordie, sit down. We're having roast beef.

Gord Brody: Why do you guys always have roast beef?

Jim: Boo-hoo. Little Lord Fauntleroy's tummy hurts because there's too much roast beef in it.

Gord Brody: It's just boring.

[Opens bag, pulls out a chicken sandwich]

Gord Brody: I'm eating a chicken sandwich.

Jim: No, you're not!

Gord Brody: This is crazy. I'm a 28-year-old man, I should be able to eat a chicken sandwich if I want.

Jim: He's 28 years old and he can eat a chicken sandwich. Very Impressive. Mike Fitzgibbon's son is a nuclear physicist, and my son can eat a chicken!

[Grabs chicken sandwich, throws it to the dogs]

Julie Brody: Jim, no!

Jim: You can either eat that goddamn roast beef, or you can go to bed.

[Gord leaves the room]

Gord Brody: [Dressed in his father's suit, back to front] I'm the backwards man, the backwards man, the backwards man, I can walk backwards as fast as you can, I can walk backwards as fast as you can.

Gord Brody: Look, Daddy, I'm a farmer.

Gord Brody: Hi. How are you?

Betty: I'd be a lot better if you'd smack my legs with this bamboo.

Gord Brody: You can't hurt me, not with my cheese helmet!

Gord Brody: There's my La Baron. Where's your La Baron?

Gord Brody: [playing violin wildly] This is a fancy restaurant. This is a fancy restaurant.

Gord Brody: I hope I get a jobby, Freddy. I've got my fingers crossed... crossed... crossed... crossed... cross... ed.

Gord Brody: Wow... it's a Le Baron.

Jim: Bet your boots it's a Le Baron. Good car. Convertible.

Gord Brody: Ding dong! I'm a sexy boy!

Jim: Wait a minute... You're crippled.

Gord Brody: Dad...

Betty: What?

Gord Brody: Dad...

Betty: You got a problem with my legs?

Jim: No, you got a problem with your legs. It's ether that, or you're just lazy.

Sandwich Customer: This cheese sandwich.

Gord Brody: What?

Sandwich Customer: It doesn't have enough cheese in it.

Gord Brody: Well... we can't have that, 'cause, you know, a cheese sandwich with no cheese, it's just... two pieces of bread, and you know what? I could LOSE MY JOB. I could lose ALL THIS.

[starts cramming all the cheese slices on the counter into the sandwich]

Gord Brody: So you can... have... all... the cheese... you want.

[throws the stack of cheese slices and bread at the customer]

Sandwich Customer: What the hell do you expect me to do with this?

Gord Brody: Well, I don't know. You could... SHOVE IT UP YOUR BUM-BUM.

[customer walks out disgusted]

Gord Brody: Yooou... can... put... the... cheeese... in... your... bum...

Gord Brody: Fuck you, dad.

Jim: Fuck me? Is that what you wanna do?

[Jim drops his pants]

Jim: Well, go ahead, FUCK ME.

Gord Brody: Japan Four.

Gord Brody: He's a molester! He's a CHILLLLLLLLD MOLESTER!

Jim: [after Darren breaks his leg skateboarding in the middle of night, screaming at the top of his lungs] You little shit, you think that's funny? I gotta go to work tommorrow, get the hell of my property!

Gord Brody: [Jim throws the skateboard on Darren's broken leg] Dad, what the fuck, he hurt his leg!

Jim: Why's everybody screaming like a banshee?

[notices Darren's exposed bone on his leg]

Jim: Jesus Christ.

[to Gord]

Jim: Well, get him a job! I mean, get him an ambulance, you get a job!

[Gord licks Darren's bone, Jim slaps Gord]

Jim: Stop that, what the hell do you think you're doing?

Gord Brody: I see the problem here. There's a baby in your body.

Gord Brody: I'm looking for a David Davidson.

Woman: I'm a woman.

Gord Brody: Did I ask what sex you are?

Woman: No.

Gord Brody: Did I ask if you were David Davidson?

Woman: My name is Cheryl.

Gord Brody: This is "Little Timmy". He gets us food and stuff. Right, little timmy?

Jim: What the fuck is going on Gord? Why aren't you at your new job?

Gord Brody: What are you talking about Timmy?

Jim: Gord... Jesus. There ain't no big computer job... is there? You're just gallavantin' around in my suit pretending to be some kind of mover 'n shaker aren't you?