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When an affluent couple lose all their money following a series of blunders, they turn to a life of crime to make ends meet.
Dick Harper: Are these non-fat muffins? ARE THESE NON-FAT MUFFINS? Coffee Shop Guy: [stutters] I-I-I think so... Dick Harper: Oh, Gee, Hon, you gotta get some of those!
[last lines] Garth: Hey, how do you like the new wheels? Dick Harper: Nice. Garth: Hooked up with a new company. Great benefits. Dick Harper: Yeah? Garth: Yeah. They trade energy. It's called Enron! Dick Harper: Huh.
[With her accent, Richard sounds like retard] Blanca: What's a matter, Retard? Dick Harper: Call me Dick.
Disgruntled Kostmart Customer: I saw you eyeballing me! All up in my goodies!
Billy Harper: Don't take away my Telemundo!
Jane Harper: We might be in a little bit of a pickle, Dick.
Dick Harper: [after watching the news saying he is going to be indicted] Indicted? Jane Harper: Dick? Dick Harper: [screaming] Indicted! Jane Harper: Dick, its gonna' be alright. Dick Harper: [starts running around house screaming] Indicted, Indicted, I'm being Indicted! Jane Harper: [Yells to him in a different room] Dick calm down. Dick Harper: [Runs back in to bedroom] [In pitiful voice] Dick Harper: I can't calm down, I'm being indicted...
Billy Harper: Mama quit her yob yayyyy!
Jane Harper: Our lawn was repossessed today. I didn't know they could even do that.
Dick Harper: I'm pretty sure she's gonna notice her car isn't towed. Frank Bascom: Right, I'll stall her. [Frank backs his car straight into female banker's car]
Jane Harper: [sees her lawn getting repossessed] Hector, what's going on? What, what happened? Hector: Your check go bouncy-bounce. But it's okay, I heard what happened to your husband. Not everybody can afford landscaping like this. Jane Harper: Hector, please! Hector: I am sorry, Miss Jane. Jane Harper: [sees her neighbor] Oh, no. No, no, no, no, NO! This is all- everything is all WRONG! I want this out. Roll it all up! I ordered Kentucky Bluegrass! This! Is! GREEN!
Dick Harper: [in McCallister's ear] See, Jack? They love you now! Go to hell!
Jane Harper: [posing as a Jeet Kun Do instructor] My name is Jane and I'll be your instructor here today for beginners' Jee Kum Pow.
Dick Harper: [holding McCallister at gunpoint] I've been terminated, bankrupted, deported and blackmailed because of you, and I'm not leaving here without your money. Jack McCallister: What are you gonna do, Dick? Shoot me if I don't approve that form? Dick Harper: Write me a check. Jack McCallister: You are kidding me. Jane Harper: Dick, it's not going to do us any good. He's just going to cancel it the minute we walk out of here. Dick Harper: I don't care... I don't care. I'm not walking out of this bank empty-handed. Jack McCallister: ...Alright. Alright, Dick, I'm gonna write you a check. I'm gonna need my hand back though. Dick Harper: Gladly. [releases grip] Jack McCallister: Alright, yes sir, I'm gonna write you that check, and what's more I'm not gonna cancel it as soon as I leave the bank because I think it takes alotta cojones to do what you two have done here today, and I admire that. So, here you go. Just a little something to show you what I think you're worth. [hands him a check for $100] Jack McCallister: Y'all take care now.
Dick Harper: [singing in elevator to self] I believe I can fly. I believe I can touch the sky. Dick Harper: Every night and every cloudy day [drums elevator panel] Dick Harper: spread my wings and fly away. I believe I can soar. Catch me goin' through that open do-o-o-r. I believe I can fly-i-i-i. Dick Harper: [low voice, man walks by elevator and looks incredulously] I believe! I believe! I believe! I believe! I believe! I believe! Ooow! [elevator dings, Dick steps out as though nothing happened]
Jack McCallister: Did I get it? Jack's Assistant: [Shoots his gun] Now you did.
[first title cards] Title card: A long, long time ago... Title card: in the year 2000... Title card: Meet Dick
Dick Harper: [after being punched in the mouth, sound like he is trying to have in American accent] No, I swear, I am an American citizen. INS Agent: Save it. [dragging Dick to deportation bus] Dick Harper: No, call my wife... It's ringing Billy Harper: [answers the phone] Hola?
Jane Harper: I went to this Botox Experiment, and I had a little accident... does it really look that bad? Dick Harper: No. Just... different. Day Laborer: Hey Dick, can we talk about these some other time?
[first lines] Dick Harper: Globodyne is a consolidator of media properties. Globodyne is a consolidator of media properties. Consolidator. Consolidator. [traffic light turns] Dick Harper: Oh, no! Title card: Run, Dick, Run Dick Harper: Globodyne's a consolidator of media properties and data retrieval with a focus in fiber-optic content provision. It's basically a synergy of Web-based and platform-based UNIX-driven delivery systems. OK, I made that last part up.
Dick Harper: I got the lawn back.
Dick Harper: [after being heckled by a bunch of execs at an office he came for an interview] Can we just get on the job interview? Bill: Oh, we can't hire you. We just want to take your picture.
Frank Bascom: Do you have any idea what I had to go through to get that form? Dick Harper: No, let me guess, a fifth of SCOTCH? [Frank exhales into Dick's face]
Dick Harper: Son of a bitch! Jane Harper: That fucker! Dick Harper: Hon, language.
Dick Harper: [points to the hairpiece of a man] This squirrel died of natural causes!
[At a bar, Dick gets up on a table and starts acting crazy because he's being indicted for his share of the bummed, worthless Globodyne stock] Dick Harper: [blathers; marionette voice] Hello! I'm a corporate puppet... [blathers again] Dick Harper: ...and I'm going to need some more string, so that I can go on believing I'll be a real boy someday without bein' manipulative... Dick Harper: [regular voice] by the bullshit!
Karen Williams: [Seeing her car smashed] Oh my God, my car! What is wrong with you? Frank Bascom: [extremely drunk] What's wrong with me? You're the one parked in a handicapped space! Karen Williams: That's not a handicapped space! Frank Bascom: It is now!
Dick Harper: [composing letter] "It has come to our attention that certain departments have begunn to run into situations." Situations. Dick's Secretary: The big boys want to see you upstairs. Dick Harper: Which floor? Twentieth? Dick's Secretary: [smiles, shakes head] Dick Harper: Twenty-sixth? Dick's Secretary: [shakes head] Dick Harper: Thirty-second? Dick's Secretary: [smiles, motions upwards] Dick Harper: Not the 51st? Dick's Secretary: Yes. Congratulations, Mr. Harper. Dick Harper: [giggles] Uh, go ahead and wrap this up. Dick's Secretary: Ok. Dick Harper: How do I look? Dick's Secretary: Great. Dick Harper: Anything in my teeth? Dick's Secretary: No. Dick Harper: [through clenched teeth] I need a paper bag.
Dick Harper: Billy tell your father he's a winner. Billy Harper: Papa es ganador. Dick Harper: see? Billy Harper: SI!
[repeated line] Oz Peterson: Son of a bitch!
Jack McCallister: Dick Harper, Dick Harper, Dick Harper playing the harp. Harpo Marx playing the Jews harp.*DH*, DH! You're my Designated Hitter!
Dick Harper: INDICTED!
Kostmart Training Leader: I'll sell you my pee for a hundred dollars. Been off the pipe for two years. [snaps] Kostmart Training Leader: Thank you Jesus!
Dick Harper: We're all just cavemen, Trying to protect our little patch of land. Well now I've got a club, and I'm gonna take what I need.
Dick Harper: We followed the rules, and we got screwed.
[as they are arrested for their failed bank robbery] Oz Peterson: Honey? Honey! I love you! Debbie: You quitter! We had hostages!
Billy Harper: What are you doing to the television?