Dean! Have you been shooting dope into your scrotum?!? You can tell me - I'm hip!

Dr. Venture: You just won't stop, will you? You just keep pushing my buttons.
Monarch: You're my arch-enemy. That's what I do - it's my thing!

Dr. Venture: Hello, come in, Monarch. This is Dr. Thaddeus Venture. What is your status? Over.
Dr. Girlfriend: And who may I say is calling?
Dr. Venture: You know damn well who I am. I just said my name is Dr. Thaddeus Venture. Now put the Monarch on...

Dean: Hank, I had my pubes shaved! I'm going to put them under my pillow for the Tooth Fairy.
Hank: Did the doctor see that creepy dog-dork?
Dr. Venture: Hank, don't brag to your brother about his circumcision

My good looks are going down the toilet faster than an unwanted pregnancy on prom night

Oh you're back! You didn't miss much. Oh one of [the strippers] was dressed like a cheerleader and said she was 19, but she had a Cesarean scar and her face had more lines on it than a mirror at Studio 54

Great - when Marrakesh is overwhelmed by mutant lizard people, don't come crying to me

Apparently this is the reward I get for years of screwing with super-science. In short, I pissed in God's eye... and he blinked

I will remember these last few days with you as the happiest of my life... well, except for the caterpillar part, I mean

Pete White: It's like wearing nothing at all. Like a second skin.
Dr. Venture: Ummm, you've got a little something brown on your nose

Oh, great, Venture! Thousands of square miles of empty arctic wasteland and you somehow manage to step in the one spot of yellow snow!

Dr. Venture: Wait a minute, are you a hallucination?
Brock: Afraid not, Doc.
Dr. Venture: What, did you miss me? What the hell are you doing here?
Brock: Hank's a bomb...long story

Venture Bros. Quotes

Hank: You are not the boss of me
Sgt Hatred: Au contraire, I am tony danza to your spunky Alyssa Milano. I am full on Charles In Charge of you

Hank: Is it just me or does every Nazi want to clone Hitler? It's like the only they think about
Srgt. Hatred: It seems that way, right. I guess when everyone hates you, you just fixate on making rotten Hitlers