Full Throttle (1995 Video Game)
Mark Hamill: Adrian 'Rip' Ripburger, Emmet, Todd Newlan
Quotes
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Malcolm Corley : What do you know, Ripburger? You've never even been on a bike!
Adrian Ripburger : Oh, you know I'd be on one right now, sir, if not for this... destabilizing inner-ear condition.
Malcolm Corley : Ah, your ears are fine. It's what's between 'em that scares me.
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Ben : [Approaches Emmet in The Kickstand, who is sitting at a table playing Five-Finger Fillet with a knife] I can do that.
Emmet : Not gonna happen.
Ben : Lemme show you how to do that.
Emmet : Not gonna happen.
[Ben repeats the offer four more times]
Emmet : Only if it'll shut you up!
[stabs the knife into the table]
Ben : Hmmm...
[completes two passes across his hand flawlessly]
Ben : Cool!
[Emmet snatches the knife back and keeps playing]
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Ben : [Malcolm and Ben are having great time at the bar] But, Malcolm, isn't that illegal?
Malcolm Corley : Not back then it wasn't.
[They both laugh]
Ben : So who do you ride with these days?
Adrian Ripburger : [Ripburger suddenly walks in] He rides with me. Although I'm sure he would much rather be riding with your little club.
Malcolm Corley : I told you to wait out in a limo, Ripburger.
Adrian Ripburger : I thought you might like some help with your sales pitch, sir.
Ben : Sales pitch?
Adrian Ripburger : Yes, we've come here today to offer you and your men employment. Mr. Corley requires an escort to the annual Corley Motors shareholders meeting.
Ben : Does this look like an escort service to you?
Adrian Ripburger : You would be well compensated for your time, of course.
Ben : Not interested.
Adrian Ripburger : It's fairly obvious that you could use the money...
Ben : Listen, I said we're not for rent. The Polecats are not goons for hire.
Adrian Ripburger : Not even if it were Malcolm Corley's dying wish?
Malcolm Corley : RIPBURGER! THAT DOES IT. I'M GONNA...
Ben : Hold on there, Malcolm. If you don't mind, I'd like to step outside with Mr. Ripburger for a little chat.
Adrian Ripburger : Excellent idea!
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Malcolm 'Old Man' X. Corley : [while riding in a limousine of the future, which is some sort of hover car] Ripburger, you're dumber than dirt!
Adrian Ripburger : Oh, Mr Corley. If only you'd listen to my plan - my vision.
Malcolm 'Old Man' X. Corley : I know you're plan, Ripburger. You're waiting for me to die so you can take over my company.
Adrian Ripburger : [chuckles] Oh, Sir. That's horrible. I am not waiting for you to die.
Malcolm 'Old Man' X. Corley : You know I've never liked you, Rip. But you have business know-how and killer instincts that I respect.
Adrian Ripburger : [surprised] Why, thank you Sir.
Malcolm 'Old Man' X. Corley : But this latest idea of yours - riding up to our shareholders meeting with a gang of bikers. Who do you think you're fooling?
Adrian Ripburger : The shareholders, Sir. It's good PR to be seen hobnobbing with real Corley Motors customers.
Malcolm 'Old Man' X. Corley : What do you know about our customers, Adrian? You've never even been on a bike.
Adrian Ripburger : Oh, you know I'd be on one right now, Sir. If it weren't for my destabilising inner-ear condition.
Malcolm 'Old Man' X. Corley : Ah, your ears are fine. It's what's between them that scares me.
[a biker gang called the Polecats suddenly cruises up behind the limo and their leader Ben just rides over it like it's not there, destroying the car's hood ornament]
Malcolm 'Old Man' X. Corley : [Corley, rather then being angry is impressed and sticks his head out the electric window] Now, there go some boys I could ride with. Step on it. Let's find out who they are.
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Ben : What if they search the back and find my bike?
Emmet : It's buried under a pile of concentrated fertilizer powder. No one's gonna dig through that crap. Now yer gonna ride in the engine compartment.
Ben : The engine compartment?
Emmet : Hey, I smuggle stuff in there all the time and most of it's worth more than you!
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[Ripburger shot the controls to stop the plane without wings and the plane is going to crash into the gorge]
Adrian Ripburger : Ripburger, you're gonna kill us all.
Adrian Ripburger : Ben, don't ruin the ending.
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[the projector shows Malcolm Corley being murdered by Ripburger]
Adrian Ripburger : Now, this next slide demonstrates our new, more agressive corporate strategy.
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Adrian Ripburger : Nestor, what's that moving over there by that pile?
Nestor : I don't know, but I think that pile is Bolus.
Adrian Ripburger : Oh yes, now I remember. You're the smart one, aren't you?
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Maureen : [Ben climbs down the side of Ripburger's truck] Careful, Ben!
Adrian Ripburger : [Ripburger shoots at Ben and misses] I'm taking you and your friends with me, Ben!
Ben : All you're taking is the wrong kind of medication!
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[Old Man Corley has gone to talk to Ben and his gang]
Adrian Ripburger : What on earth is taking him so long?
Bolus, Corley's Bodyguard : Maybe they gave him some trouble.
Nestor, Corley's Limo Driver : Yeah, maybe they took the old boy out back to work him over with a two-by-four.
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Ben : Ever heard of this place called "Uncle Pete's Mink Ranch"?
Bartender : I remember there used to be some sorta weasel plantation or something up the road.
Emmet : Down Highway 9, on the other side of them damn roadblocks. I used to pick up mink meat there real cheap and sell it to school lunch programs.
[laughs]
Emmet : That was a good scam.
