Little Nicky (2000)

Jonathan Loughran: John

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Quotes 

• John : Hey, by the way, Nicky, check this out, what's Ozzy tryin' to say there?

  Nicky : John, absolutely nothing, the blizzard always came straight with his messages, but wrap your minds around this, gentlemen.

  [Pulls out a Chicago album] 

  Nicky : Chicago!

  Todd : I love this song.

  Voice Of The Demons : I command you in the name of Lucifer to spread the blood of the innocent!

  Peter : Oh my God, Chicago kicks ass!

• Peter : Drink up. Here's to fifty million clams.

  Adrian : To the defilement of Earth and the corruption of its people.

  Peter : Okay. Whatever. Just drink it.

  Adrian : It's awfully hot down here. How do you manage to stay so cool?

  John : Uh, beer lowers the body temperature. I read that in a beer magazine.

  Adrian : This liquid would probably quench my thirst, cool me off.

  Peter : Definitely.

  John : It'll give you a pretty good buzz.

  Adrian : Or maybe it will trap me inside for all of eternity.

  John : Uh... No, it won't.

• Todd : You know, this cake tastes kind of funny.

  John : Oh yeah, I dumped a fat sack of reefer into the mix. I thought I'd spice up the batch.

  Mr. Beefy : Really?

  Nicky : What's reefer?

  Mr. Beefy : About five hundred bucks an ounce.

• Adrian : What time is my brother expected to arrive?

  John : Noon...

  [looks at the clock and sees that it's past noon, desperate] 

  John : ... ish?

• Peter : Did you check out the dragon mouth?

  John : The Dark Prince is here!

• John : Hail, Nicky!

  Peter : We are forever your slaves!

• Nicky : [deleted scene; Nicky takes the microphone]  Listen up, New York! Your souls are in great danger!

  Fan : I hate you!

  [He throws a hot dog at Nicky] 

  John : If anyone else throws a hot dog, I'll break their necks!

  Peter : Right.

  Nicky : Okay, how about this? I get one more shot. The ref can cover me. If I miss it, the Globetrotters have to forfeit. But if I make it, this guy doesn't ref the second half and we all start conducting ourselves as decent human beings again.

  [the crowd is silent] 

  Nicky : And we get free pizza!

  [the crowd roars in joy] 

  Bill Walton : I think it's safe to say we're already rooting for a bizarre and hideous looking man.

  [he grabs an elder woman's wig to cover his burnt hair] 

  John , Peter : Nicky, Nicky, Nicky!

  [the crowd joins their chanting] 

  Whitey the Referee : Whoop-dee-doo.

• Todd : You know, I was in love once, but she said I wasn't financially reliable and she needed that.

  John : Now by "she" do you mean "he"?

  Todd : No.

  Mr. Beefy : [laughing]  Busted!

• Todd : [to Nicky]  Do you need to cry on my shoulder?

  John : Easy, Liberace.

• Todd : [to John and Peter]  Hey, you guys can crash here, if you want. I have an extra futon in the bedroom.

  John : That's a big pass, Elton John.