Le Blob (1988)
Art LaFleur: Pharmacist, Mr. Penny
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Quotes
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Pharmacist : You want the ribbed or the regular?
Scott Jeske : Ribbed I guess.
[to Reverend Meeker]
Scott Jeske : They're not for me.
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Scott Jeske : Uh, lend me five bucks just till tomorrow, okay?
Paul Taylor : What for?
Scott Jeske : Hey you know, you're not the only one with a date tonight, pal. Im-I'm gonna score with Vicki tonight. I want to invest in a little protection. Come on.
Pharmacist : Let's go, boys. It's closing time.
Paul Taylor : [lends him five dollars] All right. Here.
Scott Jeske : Thanks.
Paul Taylor : Make it quick.
Scott Jeske : Uh, look, pal. Give me a pack of Trojans and a Binaca spray.
[Puts on sunglasses]
Reverend Meeker : Scott Jeskey.
Scott Jeske : [takes of sunglasses] Reverend.
Reverend Meeker : Good game today!
Scott Jeske : Uh, thanks. Thanks, Reverend. How are ya?
Reverend Meeker : Well, my hay fever is acting up a little bit, but I'll live.
Scott Jeske : Yeah.
Reverend Meeker : Haven't seen you at the Sunday services lately.
Scott Jeske : Oh. Yeah, well, I ...
Pharmacist : [holds up two boxes of Trojans] You want the ribbed or the regular?
Scott Jeske : Ribbed, I-I guess. They're -They're not for me, you know. They're for my friend.
Reverend Meeker : Oh?
Scott Jeske : There's this-this-this sort of naive girl he's planning on--uh... Well, you know. And, uh, I insisted that he take precautions.
Pharmacist : Why doesn't he pay for them?
Scott Jeske : I had to drag him down here as it is. The guy is totally irresponsible.
Paul Taylor : Hey, come on, Scott. What's the holdup? I can't keep this girl waiting.
Pharmacist : The boy doesn't need condoms. He needs a muzzle.
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Meg Penny : Sir, excuse me, but I think my little brother's over at the movie theatre on Main Street.
Soldier Outside Town Hall : We're doing by sector. We'll be there soon.
Meg Penny : Right, but you don't understand...
Pharmacist : We'll handle it okay, now get back in line.
Pharmacist : I don't see you handling much of anything... are you on a coffee break?
Soldier Outside Town Hall : [Now irritated] Look mister
Pharmacist : [Snaps] Don't you look mister me... I'm a tax payer... I pay your salary... now what are you going to do about finding my son?
Soldier Outside Town Hall : [as her father argues with the soldier... Meg takes off into the crowd] I understand you're upset, Sir, but if you just get back in line. We have the situation under control.
Pharmacist : [Grudgingly] I know.
