Fitz quotes from 12 oz. Mouse

See it?

I see... n-eye-n.

It was right F-in' here. Where the F is it? It was a... it was a F-in' arrow, and it was right the F here.

Rhoda

Is that some kind of squirrel of yours? Here, squirelly squirelly.

Shut up.

Rhoda

YOU SHUT UP! You have no idea what kind of party is in store for us here.

Rhoda

Okay?

I… (camera zooms while Fitz is speaking) love a party, with clowns and cakes. You know, I can't remember the last time I was at a party, and that is what's driving me out of my brains.

Okay, here's the deal fellas. One of you, all of you, none of you, maybe, know exactly what is going on here.

Now Mouse, you don't know what you're talking about.

Shut up. Nobody talks. Nobody talks until I...

...figure out what I'm doing with this thing.

109Q. That's line code for... xenomorphinetation.

You're gettin' it. Very smart.

Arachnid xenomorphinetation.

And that's where the dog went.

It was added to the report chart, but right before...

Before what, man?

Before I... [takes out a beer] do this. Watch. [chugs the beer]

And who added it to the report chart?

You told me it was comin', bro. You told me to build the robots and you told me how to do it. Synthetic carbo-polymers got it through, man. They got 'em through, Mouse. They got through and we're gonna get out.

Why are you climbing the clothes closet?

You know I'm a clothes climber.

If I didn't have this many clothes, I wouldn't be able to climb up to this.

What is that thing behind that thing there?

Some kind of lock.

A-wha?

It's a lock.

Is it?

A lock.

Is it?

A lock.

Is it?

Lock.

It?

Lock.

It?

Lock.

It?

Lock.

It?

The hell was that?

Uhh... That... That was Amalockh.

Ama-what?

Amalockh.

What's he do?

[laughing] H-he kills us. [...] He kills us all.

Well. Then let's kill him back.

Oh! Hello. That's my neck.

How do I know you know what he's typing.

How do you not know I don't?

You been funny for a while is all.

Oh! Did you catch my comedy act?

No. Was it good?

Dude! It was the shizzle.

You know a lot and more than that.

Um... Why don't you pull that gun out of my food chute and I'll get us both back home.

Whoa, bro. Put these on.

What is this?

It's anti-anti-language gas. I made it from...

Propane!

Well, we need to kill that shark.

Right now, broham? [breathes heavily in the mask] It's pretty good gas!