Pinky Quotes in Doom (2005)

Pinky: You don't look like a "Mac".

Mac: Katsuhiko Kumanosuke Takaashi.

Pinky: So, Mac.

The Kid: Is it always that rough?

Pinky: Believe me, it used to be a lot rougher. There was a time when Ark travel was susceptible to, let's say major turbulence.

The Kid: What's he mean?

John Grimm: He means he went to one galaxy, his ass went to another.

Pinky: Call it a scientific miscalculation.

Sarge: Pinky, do you see Portman?

[Pinky watches Portman being attacked by a demon on his gun-cam]

Pinky: No.

Pinky: Portman, I got floor and wall on your gun cam.

Corporal Dean Portman: I'm taking a shit, you fucking gimp.

Pinky: All right, drop the weapons! I mean it! I am not going to be killed by a madman, drop the weapons!

[something growls]

Pinky: Aw, there's something behind me, isn't there?

Jimmy: So, is he going to be cool?

Pinky: My motherfucker is so cool, when he goes to bed, sheep count him.

Pinky: Nice day for the race.

Thug: What race is that?

Pinky: The human race. Kids growing up, so on. Hope for the future.

Thug: Get in the fucking car!

Bergman: Where's the gold?

Pinky: You know, I'm reluctant to tell you.

Bergman: When we put it to you, you know when we put it to you, you're gonna be telling us the gross national product of Bolivia.

Pinky: Hey...

Bergman: You're gonna be telling us the area codes of Belgium and Luxembourg.

Bergman: How do you pick up your share? Where's the gold? Where's the meet?

Pinky: What're you gonna do, hurt me?

Bergman: Well, no, actually, no. I'm not gonna hurt you. But tell a guy, I'm full of admiration. What was the deal? What was the deal?

Pinky: The way you're looking at the deal, the deal was we get away with the gold. Cute, huh?

Bergman: No, that's charming. And then what?

Pinky: We slip away.

Bergman: You slip away? And me and my guys, we go to the meet and we find a truck full of pig iron. Is that the thing?

Pinky: Well, Joe figured you weren't ever going to the meet.

Bergman: He did? You know, your guy doesn't get it in his head to fly off on a variation, we're all out on the patio right now, we're all having a margarita! Where's the gold?

Pinky: You understand my reluctance to tell you.

Pinky: It's a shame you know what, we didn't actually get to do the thing, the swiss job. It's a beautiful plan.

Joe Moore: Cute, huh?

Pinky: Cute as a pail full of kittens.

Pinky: Oh my, oh my. Go sell chocolates you Heidi-motherfuckers, go sell cukoo clocks, we got your gold!

Pinky: Never liked the Swiss, they make them little clocks, these two cocksuckers come out of 'em with these little hammers, hit each other on the head. What kind of sick mentality is that?

Jimmy: How long has he been with that girl?

Pinky: What girl is that?

Jimmy: His wife.

Pinky: How long is a Chinaman's name?

Det. Lt. Lon McQ: [on the phone] Rosie, it's me. Did you get any more...

[Rosie hangs up]

Pinky: None of your snitches will help you now. They know you can't deal anymore.

Det. Lt. Lon McQ: The hell I can't!

Pinky: [as McQ fills out paperwork to become a PI] Kosterman's gonna be awful mad.

Det. Lt. Lon McQ: [smiling broadly] Yeah...

Pinky: What the hell is that?

Big Tuna: Panties!

Pinky: That son-of-a-bitch threw his panties in my face?

Pinky: Who the fuck hit me?

Black Belt Jones: Batman, muthafucka!

Pinky: Choose money over honey? Shiiiiit. Man, you can pull out my groin, just gimme that coin! Man, I'd rather be dead than not have any bread! Pinky's mama didn't raise no fool!

Pinky: [in the dark dojo] I'm gonna shoot. Goddammit, I'm gonna shoot!

[fires his gun]

henchman: You shot me, boss! Ouch!

Pinky: Me and the boys talked it over. We think you're a really straight fellow.

M. Gustave: Well, I've never been accused of that before, but I appreciate the sentiment.

Pinky: [Pinky's guards have Chanticleer in a stranglehold] Don't hurt him boys. He's got a movie to make.

Chanticleer: I ain't makin' nothin' with you!

Pinky: Oh, but, King, I got a lot of money tied up in this picture. I don't wanna lose my money, and you don't wanna lose your friends.

Chanticleer: That's blackmail!

Pinky: That's showbiz! MAKE-UP!

Pinky: [they are chasing Pinky's caddie, which was taken, and Murray is driving with Pinky] So they want to play chicken?

Murray: Don't worry, boss, I ain't slowin' down!

Pinky: Idiot! That's my car!

Pinky: [a phone conversation] Yeah? Oh, howdy, boss. How are you? Uh-huh. Huh? You say a cat, a dog, a bird and a mouse? What is this? Some kind of joke, huh?

Grand Duke: [talking on the phone] Oh, well, I don't think it's funny, Pinky. They want to bring Chanticleer back to the farm. You don't want that, he makes you lots of money; I don't want that, he makes me miserable

Pinky: Right, boss, and what should I do about it?

Grand Duke: Your chicken thinks they don't want him on the farm. Well, that's good. All you have to do is make sure he keeps thinking that. It is not good that the kitty and his friends should talk to your chicken. Capisce?

Pinky: Yeah, thanks a million. This has been most enlightening.

Pinky: [sobbing] Day-Day... is this your cousin?

Day-Day: [worried] Yeah, that's my cousin...

Pinky: Good, 'cause you're fired!

Day-Day: Who, me?

Pinky: And Roach, you're fired too!

Pinky: [Roach and Day-Day chattering]

Pinky: Oh, I heard that! Say it again! Say it again!

[looks at Craig]

Pinky: I was just about to bust a cap in your ass. Give me back my motherfucking pistol. Fuck out my store.

Pinky: [points a gun to Craig's head] Don't move! Or I'll blow your goddamn head smooth off. Now back up. Slowly! Don't say a word.

Craig Jones: But I was jus...

Pinky: [cuts Craig off] I said don't say a word!

Pinky: [giggles] Little muthafucka gonna try and rob me. Well I'ma show you how we do it here in Pinky's *noogah*.

Craig Jones: I wasn't trying to...

Pinky: [cuts Craig off] Shut up! Before I bust a cap in yo' ass. Now what'chu been done wit' Day-Day and Roach?

Craig Jones: Day-Day is my peep...

Pinky: [cuts Craig off] Shut up!

Pinky: Now who sent you, nigga?

Craig Jones: Nobody sen...

Pinky: [cuts Craig off] Shut the fu... Did I say... Ohhh, nigga! I'll... oh, shit! Say something! Say something else, nigga! I'ma tie yo' monkey ass up.

Pinky: C'mon, Young Blood. Don't kill me, man. I got a mothafuckin' girlfriend. I got a wife on the side.

Pinky: Looky here, baby. You're hittin' them corners too goddamn fast. You need to slow this motherfucker down, you understand? I almost spilled my 'yak on this $200 suit, nigger. Come on, baby, keep it together.

Pinky Chauffeur: Yeah, whatever, motherfucker.

Pinky: Shit, nigga had me scared, but I held my own, fuck that.

Pinky: Whoo. Nigger had me scared, but I held my own, fuck that.

Pinky: [Pinky's limo hit Santa Claus; to C.W] Ain't playin' with you, nugga. Didn't I tell you I was gonna fire yo ass if you hit someone else!

C.W.: No, I didn't hear that part, Pinky.

Pinky: After you hit that little retarded boy with the fucked up walk!

[demonstrates]

Pinky: You costin' me money, C.W.

Day-Day: Why'd you fire me, Pinky?

Pinky: I had to! You were always late, fool.

Pinky: [outside the bathroom door] Say, nugga! This is Pinky, nuggah, I got to go pee-pee!

Pinky: [after hitting Santa Claus with the limo] He's still breathing. Get yo ass back in the car. Come on, nugga!

C.W.: Right, motherfucker.

Preacher: Do you take this man to be your lawful wedded husband?

Connie: I do.

Preacher: Do you take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife?

Professor Wagstaff, Baravelli, Pinky: We do!

Pinky: There's something inside of her that's talking, and it's coming from her fucking twat!

Pinky: Are you a real cop?

Jack Scagnetti: Oh yeah, I'm a real cop.

Pinky: You're not gonna hurt me are ya?

Jack Scagnetti: I never hurt anyone in my life. I'm the law. I'm your protector.

Jonathan Morgan: Money destroys your character.

Pinky: Then you must have a bad character.

Jonathan Morgan: [smiles] That's right.

Pinky: I need to speak to Mr. Morgan.

Leontine: Mr. Morgan doesn't receives people without invitations, especially children. He hates them.

Pinky: Mr. Morgan, do you still hate children?

Jonathan Morgan: Sure, but there are exceptions.

Pinky: Like what?

Jonathan Morgan: [Morgan gives Pinky a 50-mark-bill]

Pinky: Thank you.

Jonathan Morgan: Don't mention it, this one is real.

Jonathan Morgan: Could you solve a real case?

Pinky: Sure, nobody is better than the famous Pinkerton?

Jonathan Morgan: Pinkerton? He is dead for years.

Pinky: Yes, 1st July 1884. But I'm his successor. Allow me: Pinky.

Jonathan Morgan: [on a screen in his car, watched by Pinky] Hello Pinky, if you still want a real case, then listen carefully: My store is getting robbed regularly, despite on modern security systems. The robbers work very professionaly and don't leave any clues. Therefore I need a clever detective. But I principally never hire anyone without a proper test in advance. You'll get this case, if you find me.

Pinky: Cool.

Jonathan Morgan: [Pinky found disguised Morgan as a test] Couldn't you just wait a bit longer? I almost got her to flip.

Pinky: And then what?

Jonathan Morgan: Then I could fire her. Here the customer is the king. But anyway, you passed your test, congratulations.

Jonathan Morgan: So you disguise yourself to spy?

Pinky: How else can I control those lazy bunch?

Jonathan Morgan: That's ridiculous.

Pinky: That's how you become a millionaire.

Jonathan Morgan: Speaking of which: You still own me my 2,20 marks. I take euros too.

Blindschleiche: [Blindschleiche is watching TV at night and Pinky manipulated it and is showing a statue of a hallow on the screen instead, which he was filming earlier, and is talking to Blindschleiche through loudspeakers]

[sees the hallow on TV]

Blindschleiche: Oh my god.

Pinky: [speaking for the hallow] Don't be afraid, my daughter. I just came to see if you are not trespassing.

Blindschleiche: Me?

Pinky: Yes, you.

Blindschleiche: I am never trespassing.

Pinky: And you don't do anything that you don't allow others?

Blindschleiche: Like what?

Pinky: Like watching TV.

Blindschleiche: Well yes, I am watching you right now.

Pinky: And why can't the kids watch TV?

Blindschleiche: They are sleeping right now.

Pinky: And what about during the day? Or on the weekends?

Blindschleiche: Well, watching too much TV is bad.

Pinky: Do you agree that you call television an invention of the devil?

Blindschleiche: Yes, oh hallow.

Pinky: And nevertheless you are watching infernal invention.

Blindschleiche: Please forgive me.

Pinky: But only if you promise me to allow the same thing to the kids.

Blindschleiche: I'll do anything you wish, my hallow.

Pinky: And one more thing. The food, my daughter.

Blindschleiche: The food? But it is nutritious and healthy.

Pinky: Enough. From now on the kids will decide what to prepare.

Blindschleiche: The kids?

Pinky: Sure. The kids of course. And now turn this off and off to bed.

[fades out the hallow]

Blindschleiche: Yes, of course.

[turns off the TV]