The Best Bowler Quotes

Mr. Furious: [talking about Carmine the Bowler] Seems there was a little controversy there regarding your father's death.
The: Yes, the police said he fell down an elevator shaft. Onto some bullets.
The: You know, I've alwas suspected a bit of foul play there.
The: As have I.

[the Spleen walks to the Bowler making kissing noises and clicks tongue]
The: There's not enough beer in the world, Spleen, I'm sorry.

[last lines]
[to the news reporters]
The: Excuse me, could I say something? I think we would all like this victory to go out to all the other guys, and I'm talking about the people in this city who are super good at their jobs but never get any credit. Like the lady in the DMV - that's a rough job.
Invisible: To the people that remember jingles from tons of old commercials.
The: And uh, uh, people that support local music and seek out independent film.
The: And the guy that drives the snow-plow. And the school nurse, that's a...
Mr. Furious: Eddie, Eddie, I think they got the point.
Becky: What's the name of this group?
Invisible: The Super Dudes!
The: No, no, no, not the Super Dudes.
Mr. Furious: We're not the Super Dudes. We don't have a name yet, but we're definitely not the Super Dudes.
The: I gotta get home, it's late...
[a photojournalist approaches]
The: Picture, picture time!
Becky: Well, whatever you call them, Champion City will forever owe a debt of gratitude to these mystery men.
The: Wait! Wait, that's it!... We are the Super Squad.
The: No, no! Alliteration in these situations is corny... What?
[She opens her bag, where Carmine sits smouldering]
The: Yes, we're all very aware that you saved the day, and I'm sure we'll be hearing about it for the rest of our lives...

The: Come on, somebody do something, we need him.
The: Okay. Okay, let's do this. You're a very furious man, do you understand that?
Mr. Furious: No.
The: No? Well you've got a lot to be furious about, and I'll tell you why: You're not well-liked. You're uh, you're abrasive and off-putting. You try and say pithy things, but your wit is a hindrance and so, therefore nothing is provocative. Just mixed metaphors. Now, doesn't that make you angry? Does it infuriate you?
Mr. Furious: No.
The: Well, it should. Aren't you angry? Come on, man!
The: Your penmanship is atrocious!
The: You dress in the manner of a male prostitute!

The: Sorry, but am I to understand you've inserted your father's skull inside of that ball for bowling?
The: No, the guy at the pro shop did it.

The: [to her father's skull, after avenging his death] OK, now I'm going back to graduate school. That was the agreement.

The: [about to toss her father's skull into the doomsday device] Dad, this is the way it has to be. The upshot is you won't be killed because you're already dead.

The: Watch it, Spleen, you're going to kill someone with that thing!
Dr. Heller: Oh, no, no, no. All these weapons are completely non-lethal.
The: Wow. How wonderfully eccentric while simultaneously being a complete waste of our time. Good day, sir. I say good day.

Invisible: [after becoming invisible for a moment and reappearing naked] I'm invisible. Can you see me?
The: Yes!
Mr. Furious: Wow.
The: Two hands there, son.
[Invisible Boy covers up]
The: Maybe you should put some shorts on or something, if you want to keep fighting evil today.