Fletch Lives

Fletch Lives quotes

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Fletch Lives


Calculus Entropy: How do you do? I be Calculus Entropy, you be Mr. and Mrs. Fletcher?
Fletch: I be Fletch, Geometry Fletch. She be Miss Trigonometry Ross.


Calculus Entropy: Our families go back for hundreds of years - your great-grandparents owned my great-grandparents and that's how it all started.
Fletch: You ever heard of the Emancipation Proclamation?
Calculus Entropy: Well I heard something about it, but I don't recall exactly. It didn't get too much publicity around these here parts.
Fletch: I'll bet.

Calculus Entropy: Should I be doing anything?
Fletch: No, not really, um... as soon as you get that trunk upstairs and have finished your nap I guess you could fix that step and jump down, turn around and pick a bale of cotton. And while I'm gone see to it Miss Scarlet stays away from the Union army will you?

Ben Dover: Take your pants off.
Fletch: I don't even know your name.
Ben Dover: Bend over.
Fletch: Ben? Nice to meet you, Victor Hugo.

Fletch: What're you in for?
Ben Dover: Moleseting a dead horse.
Fletch: Well..I can't see what's so wrong with that.....did the horse object?

Calculus Entropy: Guess you'll be movin' in with me.
Fletch: Thanks, Cal. Look at the bright side. You won't have to bother dusting anymore.

Hamilton "Ham" Johnson: So tragic when this happens to somebody so young and healthy. Was she feeling alright last night?
Fletch: She felt great to me.

Jimmy Lee Farnsworth: You don't suppose I used too many photographs of myself do you?
Fletch: No, no. Worked for the Ayatollah.

Old Fella: You're cute! What's your name little lady?........
Fletch: Peggy Lee, Peggy Lee Zorba

Guard: Sir this is a restricted area!
Fletch: I'm happy for ya, most people live in terrible neighborhoods.

Supervisor: And you are?
Fletch: I are pissed!

Sheriff: You care ta make a statmunt?
Fletch: (Sighs) Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.

Southern Belle: (to Fletch) They sure do love you Colonel.
Fletch: (looking at her bosom) And I love them, too!

Cindy Mae: What did you say you name was?
Fletch: Nostradamus.
Cindy Mae: Nostra Damus? I love the Fightin' Irish.

Real Estate Agent: I can see you're disappointed.
Fletch: No, not at all. A little speckling and some napalm and this place could make a nice mausoleum.