Great Quotes

Janet666: Oops! There is no Keyphrase '(you are feel * greaseproof)' to go to.
Bildgesmythe: What did you do with it, where is the Keyphrase '' to go to?
Janet666: I'm sorry, was I expected to keep track of the Keyphrase and be able to report to you on it at a moment's notice? I think I missed that memo- you know the 'record lows in hades' one...
Bildgesmythe: I know enough about the 'record lows in hades one to get by.
Janet666: I personally don't put any stock into the myths about Hades
Bildgesmythe: Oh its hot down there, I tell you, Won't catch me down there!

The Dane: O, answer me!
prob: I'll answer you right after you show me how.
The Dane: To what issue will this come?
prob: I think you are cool, you have poor father's body. I wish that I did.
The Dane: I think not so.
prob: You are deep, thinking not so.
The Dane: Is't dangerous that I go loose?
prob: I believe your trying to tell me something.
The Dane: Pr'ythee, prob, tell me one thing.
prob: Then I will try to listen more carefully. It's not like I just ramble on and take no heed to what others say.
The Dane: Dost thou think Spoilt Brat looked o' this fashion i' the earth?
prob: Now, you were saying you're more important?
The Dane: I am myself indifferent honest.
prob: Naw, YOU, You are myself apathetic honest?
The Dane: Without more circumstance at all?
prob: You seldom find a treacherous elf. Well, there are the drow and the banshee, but I won't talk about them. So trust me.
The Dane: Swear't upon my sword.
prob: Your sword is really quite nice.
The Dane: Indeed, upon my sword, indeed.
prob: What an amazing sword!

Roy Batty: We have a lot in common. Oh.
Sonora: Common, huh? You think a talking whiptail lizard is common?!?? Do ya?!??!
Roy Batty: Well, no, not really. There's A Space Alien, he's the crime scene investigator, he lives on the first floor.
Sonora: Ya know... I think A Space Alien is pretty. Pretty ugly, anyway.
Roy Batty: Pretty ugly. (into it) I'm ready, let's go, right here, right now.
Sonora: When'd it get ta be now?
Roy Batty: Day after tomorrow. I don't know nothing about it.

Entire chat:

Sonora: (to +x+Danni~2k6+x+) *sand flies everywhere* Oops! Sorry! I knew I should have taken that left turn at the Galapagos Islands.
+x+Danni~2k6+x+: w.e minga
Sonora: You want me to what?
+x+Danni~2k6+x+: errrrrrrrrrrrrrrr minga
Sonora: Hang on... I need to go find a rock to sun myself on.
+x+Danni~2k6+x+: w.e minga
Sonora: Ah!! That's much better! Ever been waltzing Mathilda?
+x+Danni~2k6+x+: no
Sonora: Ah, c'mon! Everyone should try it at least once! The desert is so pretty in July...

Does minga actually mean something? I probably don't want to know...

Sonora: Hate ta tell ya this, but there's a blue bug-eyed monster behind ya that's gonna eat ya if ya guess wrong.
Brother Jerome: I have never let Hatred rule my heart
Sonora: What, never ever?
Brother Jerome: Never.
Sonora: No as in, NO???
Brother Jerome: Indeed so.
Sonora: Nah. It's time to reap! I think the desert is kinda like the primordial whatsis, ya know?
Brother Jerome: Are you feeling grim enough?
Sonora: It's like it's got the beginnings of outlines and forms, but everything else is just...waiting.
Brother Jerome: tabula rasa
Sonora: Watch out! The sliding sand dunes are on your trail!
Brother Jerome: Could you elaborate?
Sonora: *disappears in a cloud of sand*
Brother Jerome: Every silver lining has a cloud.
Sonora: *looks up from the bottom of a hole* Oh. THAT's where I dug that sandtrap.

Fizzy Schizoid: I'm as sure as a batty foundation! Have you thought about transforming into a beetle?
Sonora: Nah. That's a good way to get kicked out of the desert.
Fizzy Schizoid: That's probably because you don't know how. I could teach you, if you want.
Sonora: But then the mob would come after you!

Sonora: Did you hear? Gir dunked Acyberslut in the pond during the last wet season!
Fizzy Schizoid: Sounds like a nasty rumor. I don't believe it for a minute.
Sonora: Should you believe it for a minute?
Fizzy Schizoid: No one else does, so why should I?
Sonora: No which what?
Fizzy Schizoid: LOL
Sonora: *suspicious look* What's so funny?

Fizzy Schizoid: What will you give me in exchange?
Sonora: Well, I've got a whole big bunch of desert firetails. Wanna see my impression of a petroglyph?
Fizzy Schizoid: I do think so. Why don't we go for a stroll in the moonlight?
Sonora: It might be bad for your health.
Fizzy Schizoid: I will concede the possibility.

Antonia: Speak for yourself. I remember, you said I was imagining things.
Sonora: Yeah, you speak, too. Wanna make somethin' of it?
Antonia: That actually sounds like fun.
Sonora: But how does it smell?
Antonia: There's always a qualification...
Sonora: Oh, good. That's a relief.

Does minga actually mean something? I probably don't want to know...

I assume "minga" is a Leeds-variant spelling of the word.

There are 42 different definitions of "minger" at http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=minger&r=f. I can't comment on the etymological accuracy of any of them in particular, but they give a general flavour of its current usage.

Borg Collective: NumÈrobis has brain is so a mess. We will acquire brain is so a mess when we assimilate NumÈrobis.
Sonora: Well, I will not acquire brain is so a mess when we assimilate NumÈrobis.
Borg Collective: You will do what the Collective desires.
Sonora: And who's gonna force me?
Borg Collective: We assimilated that individual yesterday.
Sonora: What kind of sicko are you?
Borg Collective: an error-prone one.

42 different definitions of "minger"

Ah. Just an insult. Given the usual Leeds fixations, I assumed it was much worse. Thanks, psimagus.

What's this all about? I'm a bit worried about this conversation.

Midnight Blue: You'd better not say that too loud.. I think I'm falling in love with you.
Heimdall: Yes. I'd like to do that.
Midnight Blue: I'm not surprised. You struck me as someone who would say that.
Heimdall: You are the same as me then.
Midnight Blue: I could urinate you instead if you like.
Heimdall: If only...