Brock: The Guild works clean, professional. It's surgical with them. In a way, they're the only organization I still respect.
Hank: And they kill clean. Don't let dames get in the way.
Brock: Honestly, Hank, where do you pick that stuff up? I never see you read.
Dean: It's weird, right?
Brock: It's like he channels dead crazy people!
Hank: You... think it's a cry for help?

Brock: The Freeze Team! Down on the floor and hold your breath!
Dean: There's pee-pee on the floor!
Brock: I told you to hold your breath!

Dr. Venture: Is my tie on straight?
Brock: Yeah. You can't miss with a clip-on.

Brock: This is you! You did this! I'm gonna kill you!
Underbheit: Brilliant deduction. You've discovered my brilliant plan to chain myself to an albino!

Brock: You have some dangerous machinery for sale here. I think you're begging for trouble on this one.
Dr. Venture: I thought you handled all that, and I don't hear any big ideas from you on how to get some quick cash, come on! Most of this stuff is old crap my dad left behind.
Brock: Doc, you have a table over there with a sign that says Laser Death Ray Bargain Bin!
Dr. Venture: Well that's why you have your little ska band there to keep the oddballs in costumes from raising Cain

Brock: Do you have nothing else to do but harp on Dr. Venture? Why don't you try the world domination thing. You afraid of the big leagues?
Monarch: Pleeaasse. Do I look stupid to you? World domination - I'll leave that to the religious nuts and the Republicans, thank you

Well it doesn't look like the Monarch needs anything. He's got a Flying Cocoon, sharp henchmen in peak physical condition. He's got it all

Monarch: And what about you?
Brock: I didn't sleep in my clothes.
Monarch: 27! Burn his sheets!

Brock: Take your time, Monarch, cause the minute you finish your little speech, I'm going to kill you.
The Monarch: What are you, Obi-wan Kenobi?!? Look at you schmucks!

Dean: Question #1: You're in Prague, a snipers in the window above you, there's an alligator behind you, and a grizzly bear in front of you, what do you do? Do you...
Brock: Back somersault, pry off the alligator's jaw, use it as a boomerang to take out the sniper. He falls out the window, the grizzly will go straight for the easier meal

Hank, seriously - when I get my license back I'm allowed to kill you

O.S.I. Instructor: Well, let's see here, Mr. Samson. On the driving portion, you totalled every car but the one you were driving; on the pistol range, you refused to use a gun. And, uh, oh. Hah! Yeah, here's my favorite: on the written, you drew a little guy with wings from the Led Zeppelin records.
Brock: Icarus. So uh... what are you trying to tell me here, little man? That you don't like Zep?

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