Kung Pow: Enter the Fist

Master Betty:
Hmmm. I'll kill him. I'll kill him dead. Like with, with a, rock or something. Like a, like a stone.

Master Betty:
I have been called bad before. Many have said I do things that are not correct to do. I don't believe in talk such as this. I am nice man, with happy feelings. All of the time. First, a joke. What do you get when you cross an owl with a bungee chord? My ass. Nyah, haha, haha, haha, ENOUGH.

Chosen One:
You have helped me reach the next level. And here I was starting to think you were just a sadistic psycho b*tch.

Wimp Lo:
I see the way you look at him. I'm a man, too, you know? I go pee pee standing up.

Master Betty:
Shirt ripper.

Wimp Lo:
I rock. And roll. All day long. Sweet Suzy.

Chosen One:
Look Ling, those curly q's on your face make me so hot I can't think straight.

Master Betty:
Hmmm, yes, a tiny net is a death sentence. It's a net, and it's tiny.

Chosen One:
I'll take a pound of nuts.

Master Tang:
I know you seek The Chosen One. And I know what you did to his family.

Master Tang:
And now, I'm going to beat you up.

Master Betty:
Do you need a glass of water, or something? Geez, at least cover your mouth. We're all going to catch it.

Ling:
Please, stop. Wimp Lo sucks as a fighter, a child could beat him.

Chosen One:
Well, I'm gonna count to three, and if I hear one more friggin' squeak, I'm gonna take his shoes, and shove em' up his...

Master Betty:
I am a great magician: now your clothes are red.

Chosen One:
Killing is wrong. And bad. There should be a new, stronger word for killing. Like badwrong, or badong. Yes, killing is badong. From this moment, I will stand for the opposite of killing: gnodab.

Master Betty:
When you girls are done kissing, I've got some ass kicking for you.

Master Betty:
I spanked you as a baby, and I'll spank you now B*TCH.

Wimp Lo:
Take a close look. 'Cause I rule, baby.

Chosen One:
And who do you rule, the large-dark-nipple people?

Wimp Lo:
Ha! Face to foot style, how do you like it?

Chosen One:
I'm sure on some planet your style is impressive, but your weak link is: this is Earth.

Wimp Lo:
Oh yeah? Then try my nuts to your fist style!

Chosen One:
But that would just look stupid and leave my small, sensitive balls completley exposed.

Master Doe:
I have a mortal wound.

Master Tang:
Where? Where does it hurt?

Master Doe:
Oh, pretty much around the big bloody spot.

Wimp Lo:
My nipples look like Milk Duds.

Master Tang:
I've got some yellow liquid for your popcorn. And it's non-dairy.

Master Tang:
Now say it again.

Master Tang:
Chicken go cluck-cluck, cow go moo. Piggie go oink-oink, how bout you?

Wimp Lo:
I'm bleeding, making me the victor.

Master Tang:
Please forgive Wimp Lo. He is an idiot.

Master Tang:
Oh, again with the squeaky shoes.

Ling:
You think losing is winning.

Master Tang:
Pay no attention to Wimp Lo, we purposely trained him wrong... as a joke.

Wimp Lo:
He's an outsider. Have you ever seen him before?

Ling:
Hmn-hmn. Well, twice.

Master Tang:
I remember a long time ago, when a friend told me there would be a chosen one.

Master Doe:
There will be a chosen one.

Master Tang:
He then told me of the significance.

Master Doe:
It will be significant.

Master Tang:
And then he killed the dog.

Chosen One:
I now officially know too much.

Chosen One:
But, isn't Betty a woman's name?

Wimp Lo:
If you've got an ass I'll kick it!

Wimp Lo:
Knock, knock. Who's there? Your butt that's about to be kicked!

Master Betty:
Well, I thought you looked familiar. Sorry, I didn't recognize you without crap in your pants!

Chosen One:
His powers are greater then mine

Master Tang:
Come inside! I'll the Neosporin! Ba na na na na! Neo! Ba na na na na na na! Sporin!

Chosen One:
Who are you?

Master Tang:
No! He would kill you like a small dog. Let your anger be as a monkey in a piniata... hiding amongst the candy... hoping the kids don't break through with the stick!

Master Tang:
Taco Bell, Taco Bell. Product Placement with Taco Bell. Enchirito....

Multiple People:
Macho Burrito.