Showing posts with label batman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label batman. Show all posts
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
A collection of a collection of a collection of
Oh, That Clever John Williams!
You Know What it Is!
Give This Poor Kid Some Drugs!
Peephole WIN
I Feel Sort of Ambivalent Toward This
Grumpycat Does Not See Your Inner Beauty
WHAT YEAR IS IT?
Vending Machine WIN
LOLNOPE
Accurate AND Romantic
These Guys Are So... "Romantic"
One Cold Bubble
Who Wore it Better?
There's a Skill I'd Like to Learn
A Day in the Life
Do They?
This is Graffiti That Takes Dedication
Suddenly My Job Doesn't Seem So Stressful
This is Why "The Breakfast Club" Wouldn't Work Today
He's Making a Break For It!
Take a Trek to the Salon
We Don't Know What You're Talking About
Put on Your Papal Vestments and Dance With Me
Very Clever, Ikea
Hokey Religions and Ancient Weapons Are No Match for a Good Plunger
A Story Told in Graffiti
Autocorrect Ruins Another Billboard
Definitely Not a Coinkidink
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Thursday, October 18, 2012
5 Deleted Last Scenes

James Gordon Jr.: Why's he running, Dad?�
Commissioner Gordon: Because we have to chase him.�
James Gordon Jr.: He didn't do anything wrong.�
Commissioner Gordon: Because he's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So we'll hunt him because he can take it. Because he's not our hero. He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector. A dark knight.�
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Uh, dad?
Commissioner Gordon: Oh, hey, yeah, you're still here. Cool. Let's go home.
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Do you really love James more than you love me and mom?
Commissioner Gordon: What? Psh. That was just a heat of the moment reaction. It doesn't mean—
Barbara Gordon: It seemed pretty clear.
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I always knew you preferred him because you go to him for all symbolic contemplation, but I mean jeez.
Barbara Gordon: What are we, chopped liver?
Commissioner Gordon: It was just—
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I don't even have a name!
Barbara Gordon: Come on, Commissioner Gordon's Daughter. Let's get out of
her
e.
James Gordon Jr.: Why's he running, Dad?�
Commissioner Gordon: Because we have to chase him.�
James Gordon Jr.: He didn't do anything wrong.�
Commissioner Gordon: Because he's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So we'll hunt him because he can take it. Because he's not our hero. He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector. A dark knight.�
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Uh, dad?
Commissioner Gordon: Oh, hey, yeah, you're still here. Cool. Let's go home.
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Do you really love James more than you love me and mom?
Commissioner Gordon: What? Psh. That was just a heat of the moment reaction. It doesn't mean—
Barbara Gordon: It seemed pretty clear.
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I always knew you preferred him because you go to him for all symbolic contemplation, but I mean jeez.
Barbara Gordon: What are we, chopped liver?
Commissioner Gordon: It was just—
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I don't even have a name!
Barbara Gordon: Come on, Commissioner Gordon's Daughter. Let's get out of here.
Commissioner Gordon: Because we have to chase him.�
James Gordon Jr.: He didn't do anything wrong.�
Commissioner Gordon: Because he's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So we'll hunt him because he can take it. Because he's not our hero. He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector. A dark knight.�
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Uh, dad?
Commissioner Gordon: Oh, hey, yeah, you're still here. Cool. Let's go home.
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: Do you really love James more than you love me and mom?
Commissioner Gordon: What? Psh. That was just a heat of the moment reaction. It doesn't mean—
Barbara Gordon: It seemed pretty clear.
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I always knew you preferred him because you go to him for all symbolic contemplation, but I mean jeez.
Barbara Gordon: What are we, chopped liver?
Commissioner Gordon: It was just—
Commissioner Gordon's Daughter: I don't even have a name!
Barbara Gordon: Come on, Commissioner Gordon's Daughter. Let's get out of here.

Rick: Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Louie: Not really. I'm a pretty bad guy. I mean, I was helping Nazis.
Rick: Oh yeah. How was I just about to let that go?
Louie: I don't know. I'm probably going to betray you the first moment it's beneficial to me.
Rick: Yeah. I know.
Louie: That "beautiful friendship" line was really good though.
Rick: Thank you.�
Louie: Not really. I'm a pretty bad guy. I mean, I was helping Nazis.
Rick: Oh yeah. How was I just about to let that go?
Louie: I don't know. I'm probably going to betray you the first moment it's beneficial to me.
Rick: Yeah. I know.
Louie: That "beautiful friendship" line was really good though.
Rick: Thank you.�

Detective #1: (Slamming his fists on the interrogation room table) We caught you red-handed bringing Josh Baskin back to his family's house! Where were you keeping him?
Susan: I wasn't keeping him anywhere. I just followed him and then he transformed.
Detective #2: A likely story.
Detective #1: What did he transform into?
Susan: A kid, but he wasn't a kid before. He was an adult toy expert.
Detective #2: Did you engage in a sexual relationship while you had Josh in captivity?
Susan: I didn't have—
Detective #1: Answer the question!
Susan: Yes, but I told you, he wasn't a kid then. He was big! I swear, he was big!
Detective #2: Lady, you disgust me.
Detective #1: (signaling towards the two-way mirror) Lock her up.�
Susan: I wasn't keeping him anywhere. I just followed him and then he transformed.
Detective #2: A likely story.
Detective #1: What did he transform into?
Susan: A kid, but he wasn't a kid before. He was an adult toy expert.
Detective #2: Did you engage in a sexual relationship while you had Josh in captivity?
Susan: I didn't have—
Detective #1: Answer the question!
Susan: Yes, but I told you, he wasn't a kid then. He was big! I swear, he was big!
Detective #2: Lady, you disgust me.
Detective #1: (signaling towards the two-way mirror) Lock her up.�

Wendy: So… your adventures are over.
Peter: Oh, no. To live… to live will be an awfully big adventure.
Moira: Wait a minute. What the hell is going on here? Is Toodles FLYING?
Peter: Yea—
Moira: And are you Peter Pan? You're the real version of a popular children's story and you didn't know that until a pirate stole our children? Or was that all supposed to be a dream?
Wendy: I think—
Moira: Or is it supposed to be ambiguous? If it's supposed to be ambiguous, why is Toodles flying?
Peter: Actually, it is weird that the kids could just fly back in the window, but I had to wake up in the gutter and see a garbageman who shockingly resembled Smee and momentarily doubt that any of the Neverland stuff really happened, but then Tinkerbell appeared and confirmed that it was all real.
Wendy: It's the magic of imagination, ok? We all learned a valuable lesson about the importance of childish wonder, so let's just keep gazing at the fat flying man and revel in our shared happiness.
Everyone looks off into the distance for a beat.
Jack: (To Wendy) Isn't it weird that you're only 57 right now, but that because of this you're going to play 70 year-olds for the next 30 years?�
Peter: Oh, no. To live… to live will be an awfully big adventure.
Moira: Wait a minute. What the hell is going on here? Is Toodles FLYING?
Peter: Yea—
Moira: And are you Peter Pan? You're the real version of a popular children's story and you didn't know that until a pirate stole our children? Or was that all supposed to be a dream?
Wendy: I think—
Moira: Or is it supposed to be ambiguous? If it's supposed to be ambiguous, why is Toodles flying?
Peter: Actually, it is weird that the kids could just fly back in the window, but I had to wake up in the gutter and see a garbageman who shockingly resembled Smee and momentarily doubt that any of the Neverland stuff really happened, but then Tinkerbell appeared and confirmed that it was all real.
Wendy: It's the magic of imagination, ok? We all learned a valuable lesson about the importance of childish wonder, so let's just keep gazing at the fat flying man and revel in our shared happiness.
Everyone looks off into the distance for a beat.
Jack: (To Wendy) Isn't it weird that you're only 57 right now, but that because of this you're going to play 70 year-olds for the next 30 years?�

Forrest: Did I ever tell you my momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."�
Forrest Jr. looks up at his father and smiles.
Forrest: Like AIDS. We both probably have AIDS.
Forrest Jr. looks up at his father and smiles.
Forrest: Like AIDS. We both probably have AIDS.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Low blow, Robin.
Low blow, Robin.
somebody is gaggin' for spankin'..
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Michael Bay's Rejected "The Dark Knight" script.
Michael Bay's Rejected "The Dark Knight" script.
Some magically delicious individual over at Spill uncovered the "lost" Dark Knight script, as penned by Michael Bay.
Here's a sample:

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Here's a sample:

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Batman, A Sword, Mr. Freeze, A Duck
Batman, A Sword, Mr. Freeze, A Duck
winter wonderland 1 by ~duss005 on deviantART
Another great batman piece from Dustin Nguyen via SuperPunch
Sunday, August 29, 2010
"You met me at a very strange time of my life."
"You met me at a very strange time of my life."
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yet another classic boy meets sith. count me also in cause I like capes, they're surely cutesie.. definitely not a girl-magnet, however.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
quiet or papa spank!
There are a million examples of heros at their dirtiest over here, but I am sure I will post more sometime soon. I mean how could I not?http://iwastetoomuchtimeatwork.blogspot.com/2008/05/thatss-super.html
we can't hope for this sort of super stardom.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
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