12 oz. Mouse Season 1 quotes

Mingle and chime

And ladder climb

For glamour and for gold

The jetset meets the maritime

Where love is bought and sold

Storms are surging deep within

Her lying eyes will always win

Dusk to dawn she trawls

And your will is dying (dying)

Peanut (Whispering): Awesome.

Shark (referencing a severed hand): You found my record, didn’t you? Now... spin it.

Rhoda (to Eye): And the word is - and I'm not saying this what I think, know, or have heard to be true, but Liquor said that Mouse is up to his cans. Yeah, and not only that, but New Guy heard he got out, right, like someone got him out, and he got a thing for squirrels. Now I'm not talking as though he's cheesy green up on them, I'm saying more like Ecuadorian sleep, if you get the picture. Oh and another thing, Roostre, you know Roostre, up on the farm guy? Alright, well Liquor also says that a letter accidentally got delivered to him, but before he could open it, boom, just like that, clock shows up, next thing he remembers it's day 97.

Shark (to Rhoda): And then something goes off in my brain, and sends an impulse to my jaw, and BAM, a thousand pounds of pressure locked in like a press. I mean, a head your size would burst like an infected kidney, and all I'd remember was how warm the juices were that lapped the back of my uvula on their trip down to stomach-land. But we're friends, right? We know each other. We know what we do, and who we talk to, and what we say to them.

Rhoda

We... do.

Shark

I knew we did. Now let's talk about the letter that Liquor got.

Liquor (dispassionately reading a letter): Dear Dad, I have spent over 10 years and $94,000 putting together my mosquito costume and now I am pleased to announce that I have become a mosquito. The costume is quite realistic and I have even attached bladders to the nose thing so that I can suck up liquids when I puncture them...with my nose thing. I could be buzzing all around you on a hot summer day and you wouldn't even recognize me as your son-child, you would just think, “Get away, mosquito.” From my point of view, you would be 3,000 dads because of the way I've designed the eyeballs. I might be saying, “Dad it's me, Dad it's me,” but you wouldn't be able to understand my language because of its buzzing. I am also into plastics now and I am making plastic tubes that you can suck liquids through; kind of like my mosquito nose, but used for different reasons. Hope you're doing well at camp. See you soon.

Mos... Mos- Mosquito... Mosquitor? Mosqui- Mosquithing. ...I don't know who that is.

Man-Woman: Tell me.