The Mighty Boosh (2003–2007)
Noel Fielding: Vince Noir, The Moon, Tony Harrison, The Hitcher, Barry, Charlie (in cartoon), Eric Phillips, Golden Shaman, Hammer, Howling Jimmy Jefferson...
Vince Noir : Howard... Howard... Howard... Howard... Howard... Howard... Howard... Howard... Howard... Howard... Howard... Howard?
Howard Moon : This better be good.
Vince Noir : You know the black bits in bananas, are they tarantulas' eggs?
Howard Moon : Please don't speak to me ever again in your life.
Vince Noir : Goth Juice... The most powerful hairspray known to man. Made from the tears of Robert Smith.
[Vince and Howard have been buried up to their necks and left for dead in the desert]
Vince Noir : Howard? You think it's going to be alright?
Howard Moon : No. We're gonna die in the most horrific way known to man.
[sighs in resignation]
Vince Noir : [smiling] Had some good times, though, didn't we?
Howard Moon : Yeah...
Vince Noir : Huh... yeah...
Howard Moon : [wistfully] Remember the time we had that soup?
Vince Noir : That was brilliant.
[they start singing]
Vince Noir : ...chili chowder!
[they stop singing]
Vince Noir : Classic times.
Howard Moon : [shaking his head] Crazy days...
Old Gregg : Under closer inspection I realised it was a funky ball of tits from outer space.
Vince Noir : [grabbing book] Look at this one!
Naboo : Don't touch that!
Vince Noir : All right! Easy!
Naboo : This is black magic. This is hardcore. Don't mess with the occult.
Vince Noir : I thought it was good for you.
Naboo : What?
Vince Noir : Well, you know, good for your digestive system.
Naboo : That's Yakult!
Vince Noir : Oh, yeah...
Vince Noir : [to locksmith] You haven't seen my mate Howard, have you? Kinda tall, scruffy hair, small eyes like a crab?
The Spirit of Jazz : I'm gonna creep inside you like a warm kitten!
Lucien : You should never go out on Black Lake when the moon be full.
Vince Noir : Why?
Lucien : Because there's somethin' out there... somethin' evil... somethin' that goes by the name of Old Gregg...
Vince Noir : ...who?
Lucien : Ol' Gregg. Legendary fish. Some say he's half man, half fish. Others say it's more of a seventy-thirty split. Whatever the percentage, he's one fishy bastard.
Colin : Some say he's a ghost. Can't catch what don't exists. Hook goes right through 'im.
Lucien : Some say he's acquired the taste of human meat, won't respond to conventional bait. Only way to hook him is to use a child's toe.
The Moon : And some say, Old Gregg is like a, a big fish finger, but big! Like um, like a garage. As big as a garage. Imagine that fish finger, when you can see it is as big as a garage, oh! It isn't small, it's the big one! Like that.
Vince Noir : C'mon, Bollo, get your monkey anus at the steering wheel.
Bollo : Bollo no drive.
Vince Noir : You're joking. Why not?
Bollo : Bollo lose license.
Naboo : When did that happen?
Bollo : Long time ago. It was Chiko. As teenager we would drive about town together. My father warn us. No drive too fast for there are speed camera on A49 but Chiko crazy. He dangerous. He always say "Please, Bollo. Please let us go faster."
Vince Noir : Yeah, yeah so you chopped his head off right?
Bollo : No, I chopped his feet off. Stopped him pressing accelerator.
The Spirit of Jazz : Every time you pick up an instrument, I'll be there inside ya, wearing ya like a glove!
The Moon : He's so bright and milky white / Shining down upon the ground / He's the bright, milky white / Shining down upon the ground / Everybody look at the moon / Everybody seein' the moon / The moon is bright / He's milky white / Everybody look at the moon / Uh!
The Moon : Heey! I did a song! Jupiter, I did a song! You ain't got one! Heey!
The Moon : Oh, I feel sick.
The Hitcher : Aagh! It hurts! It burns! You've liquified me, you slags!
Vince Noir : Calm a llama down.
Howard Moon : Calm a llama down.
Vince Noir , Howard Moon : Deep down in the ocean blue like a barnacle/ Sitting in a tight place/ Laughing like a monkey arm/ Pulling like a China boy/ Carraway carraway carraway noise/ Boing, chika masala/ Boing, chika masala/ oh tooth tooth/
[suck in air]
Tommy Nooka : [singing] Cheese is a kind of meat/ A tasty yellow beef./ I milk it from my teat./ But I try to be discrete./ Oh cheese!/ O cheese!
Vince Noir : [Tommy repeats song] Is that your hero?
Howard Moon : Yeah, he's gone a bit wrong.
Vince Noir : I'm going to stick with Jagger.
[Tommy begins beatboxing]
The Moon : When you are the moon, there is a person people say is the sun. I saw the sun once, and he came past me, really fast. And it was an, it was called, the, an eclipse. And he came fast! But as he came past, I, I licked his back.
[sticks out tongue]
The Moon : And he doesn't know I licked his back! All in his yellow suit!... I'm the moon.
The Moon : When you are the moon, the best form you can be is a full moon. And then the half moon... he's all right. But the full moon is the famous moon. And then three-quarters, eh, no one gives a shit about him. When does he come, two days in, to the calendar month? He's useless. Full moon. The moon. The main moon.
The Moon : One time, I saw a man looking at me, yes, with his eyes. And then, he, he picked up a tube. And he looked, in the tube, and he made the moon big, inside the tube. The moon big inside a tube!
Howard Moon : You used to be a zookeeper, this is where your heart was. What about the zoo?
Vince Noir : [bleeped] F*** the zoo
Howard Moon : [shocked] What did you say?
Vince Noir : [bleeped] I said, f*** the zoo
Howard Moon : I can't believe you're saying that. What about the animals?
Vince Noir : [bleeped] F*** the animals! They're all a bunch of w******!
Vince Noir : The tie's a multi purpose accessory, y'know, belt, school boy, Rambo.
Tony Harrison : It's an outrage! An outrage!
Tony Harrison : Look I took a chance and asked the Moon, all right? I didn't know he was going to be an alabaster retard.
Spider Dijon : That's easy to say with the benefit of hind legs!
Tony Harrison : [the pink interdimensional octopus] I'm a unique thinker.