South Park
Wednesdays 10:00 PM on Comedy CentralSouth Park Season 4 Quotes
Kyle: Those contorting Romanian chicks rule.
Cartman: Yeah, especially that second one from the left. She was fine!
Kyle: Cartman, what the hell are you talking about?! They're identical!
Cartman: Not that second one from the left, she had it goin' on!
Stan: Dude, this isn't working.
Kyle: It's Kenny's singing!
Cartman: Yeah, Kenny, you have to sing better!
Kenny: (I'm singing as good as I can!)
Stan: Well, it's not good enough, Kenny! You have to get better! Try it again!
Grandpa: Aha, I knew it. They turned you into poofders.
No way! The bitches from Cirque du Chebleu!
Cartman
Phil Collins: You shouldn't laugh at people with disabilities!
Man on Street: (points at Collins) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
TIM-MAY!
Timmy
You're watching MTV, the cool brain-washing twelve year old and younger station that hides behind a slick image. We're so cool that we decided what's cool.
Announcer
Stan: Oh my goodness, you killed Kenny.
Kyle: (indifferently) Bastard.
Sheila: Kyle was always running around, screaming, like he was a little eight-year-old.
Kyle: But I am eight.
Mr. Garrison: Now who can tell me what famous person wrote the Declaration of Independence...let me see...how about the new student, Timmy??
Timmy: TIM-MAY!!!
Mr. Garrison: No, it wasn't you Timmy, try again.
Timmy: (garbled words)
Mr. Garrison: Did you not do your homework?
Stan: Haven't you figured it out yet?? Timmy's retarded.
Mr. Garrison: Don't call people names Stanley!!! Timmy, you need to work on your study skills!
Timmy: (garbled noise and blabber)
Mr. Garrison: Are you mocking me?? That's it!! I'm sending your butt to the principal's office!
Kurt Loder: Why am I still doing this? I've got to be the oldest person on this network by at least fourty years.
MTV Announcer: Kurt Loder didn't just say that... No wait, he did just say it, but just to be cool, that's what makes him cool, you think Kurt Loder is cool, and now the news that's cool.
We're gonna learn about the reproductive system. Vaginas, and penises! Butt sex!
Mr. Garrison
Chef: Thanks to you, we have children that like Phil Collins!
Pharmaceuticalist: Phil Collins?
Chef: That's right! You made them so dull and boring that they're actually going to go see a Phil Collins concert!
Pharmaceuticalist: Oh my God...it can't be...Phil Collins... (shudders)