Beavis and Butthead Do America 1996 quotes

60 quotes · 9 characters
Beavis and Butthead Do America (1996) poster
Characters
Butt-head Mike Judge · 39 quotes
Beavis Mike Judge · 38 quotes
Agent Bork Greg Kinnear · 9 quotes
Little Old Lady 6 quotes
Tom Anderson Mike Judge · 6 quotes
Man 3 quotes

Most scenes together: Butt-head & Beavis (28), Agent Flemming & Agent Bork (8), Butt-head & Agent Flemming (5)

Beavis and Butthead Do America quotes

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[starting to hallucinate after taking a bite of a peyote cactus]

Hey Butt-head, I'm starting to feel weird, I think I'm freaking out!

Uh?, Okay.

This is cool! It's like- everything looks all weird and stuff, there's like all these weird shapes, it's sort of like, it's like... um- it’s like, like a music video! [hallucinates that Butt-head is melting and demons are crawling out of his body] What are you doing Butt-head? Stop it. You're freaking me out, cut it out!
White Zombie’s "Ratfinks, Suicide Tanks and Cannibal Girls" plays as an animated music video with the creatures that Beavis is seeing in his hallucination.

Mötley Crüe Roadie #1 (Butt-head's Dad): [sitting around a camp fire eating beans] Hey, you wanna see somethin' really cool? [farts over camp fire which creates a fiery mushroom cloud]

FIRE!

Mötley Crüe Roadie #1 (Butt-head's Dad): Hey, one of you bastards got a match?

Uh, yeah. My butt and your, uh, butt. Uh huh huh.

Agent Fleming

Shut up! You've been harboring two criminal masterminds.

Chief, you know that guy whose camper they were whacking off in?

Agent Fleming

Bork, you're a Federal Agent. You represent the United States government. Never end a sentence with a preposition.

Oh, uh... You know that guy in whose camper they... I mean, that guy off in whose camper they were whacking?

Agent Fleming

That's better. Yes?

We've run a sample through the national criminal sperm bank and come up with 2 possible genetic matches for a father. Former motley crue roadies turned drifters.

Well, look what we have here. You two make me sick. Book 'em, Bork.

You don't have anything on us, and you know it.

Oh, I don't, huh? How about lewd conduct? Maybe indecent exposure. Here's what's gonna happen. One of you is going to make a deal and get me the unit. The other can spend the next 60 years in jail.

That's where you're wrong, boy. Me and my wife are back together, and you will never...

He stole the unit! Said he put it in some kid's pants.

Why you damn LITTLE FOUR-LEGGED-- HEY! TAKE IT EASY! I'M GONNA RIP YOUR...

[starting to hallucinate]

Hey Butt-head I'm starting to feel weird, I think I'm freaking out!

Uh?, Okay.

This is cool! It's like everything's all weird and stuff, there's like all these weird shapes, it's sort of like, it's like... um like a music video! [hallucinates that Butt-head is melting and demons are crawling out of his body] Woah, what are you doing Butt-head?, stop it you're freaking me out, cut it out!

Check it out, Butt-Head, Porta-potties.

Cool. I gotta take a dump. [they go inside confession booths]

Uh... Where's the toilet? [in a church confession booth]

Man

I'm sorry. How many Hail Marys?

A thousand. And I want you to hit yourself, right now.

Man

Um, now?

Yeah. Do it. [the man hits himself]

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Harder.

Damn it, this always happens. I think I'm gonna score, and then I never score. It's not fair. We've traveled, um, a hundred miles 'cause we thought we were gonna score. But now it's not gonna happen. Damn it!

Bus Driver

Hey, buddy, sit down.

Shut up, ass-wipe! I'm sick and tired of this! We're never gonna score. It's just not gonna happen! We're just gonna get old like these people... but they've probably scored!

Bus Driver

Hey, I'm warning you! SIT DOWN!

[motioning to Martha]

It's, like, this chick's a slut. And look at this guy. He's old, but he's probably scored a million times!

Old Guy
[nodding]

Oh, yeah.

But not us. We're never gonna score! We're never gonna score! We're never gonna score!

Bus Driver

ALL RIGHT, THAT'S IT, NUMB-NUTS! ONCE MORE AND I'LL--UNH!

KICK YOUR ASS!

Hey, Butt-head, do you think we're ever going to score?

Uh, I probably will, but not you. You're too much of a butt-monkey.

Shut up, dillhole.

Butt dumpling.

Turd burglar.

Uhhh... ass goblin.

Shut up, Butt-head. Hey, doesn't Tom Anderson live on this street?

Uh, yep.

'Cause, um, I just need to stop by his toolshed for a few minutes.

[giggles]

Tool.

Boi-oi-oi-oi-oi-oing!