Movie Quotes for 99-1

Harlan: Hubald, he was the creator of all this, but he died very
  early - too early. Took many secrets with him, so long ago.
Jack ONeill: How long, exactly?
Harlan: Uh, exactly? 99,207,000 of your... hours.
Jack ONeill: [immediately] Well, thats 11,000 years.
Samantha Carter: How did *you* know that?
Jack ONeill: Thats right?
Samantha Carter: [calculating] Yeah.
Dr. Daniel Jackson: Wait, how did *you* know that?

Unfrozen Man #1: Ive been kept waiting for so long, no way Ill be
  her second lover.
Unfrozen Man #2: You lucky stiff, Im number 99,202.

Daisy Duke: [after being whistled at by numerous people in jail] I
  dont see what all the fuss is.
Luke Duke: Its probably because youre missing 99% of your pants.
Bo Duke: And the other 1% is covering your magic parts.

Prince: So its hide-and-seek you want to play? Alright, Ill count
  to 100.
[Rommel barks]
Dargis: Hello, Rommel!
Prince: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
[Dargis continues walking with Prince in the basket]
Prince: 35, 36, 37, 38...
[Dargis approaches the river]
Prince: 96, 97, 98, 99, 100. Alright, fair warning. Ready or not,
  here I co - - me!
[Dargis throws the basket in the river with Prince in it]
Dargis: Bon voyage, Prince!
Prince: Oh, dear me. I may have misjudged the old boy. Perhaps he is
  somewhat of a scoundrel. After all, this is *not* the way one plays
  hide and seek.

Narrator: In the not-too-distant future... Earth has become a haven
  for all alien races who come from the farthest reaches of the
  galaxy to live in peace. 99% of the newcomers live in peace. But
  for the 1% who cant... there is Space Patrol Delta. The new breed
  of police to bring them in.

Father Crowley: Youre pregnant?
Gabrielle: Yes, and its impossible. Im on the pill which I know you
  probably think is a sin but its a 99.9% effective sin.
Father Crowley: Maybe its in the .1% that God resides.
Gabrielle: You just couldnt wait to throw that in, could you?

David: My father wrote about this in his book. Chapter 1... Page 1...
  Paragraph 1: What is the answer to 99 out of 100 questions?...
  Money.

[Plankton has SpongeBob in his power and is about to make him drop a
  Krabby Patty into his analyzer]
Plankton: This little piggy brought home a Krabby Patty, and this
  little piggy will help me drop it in. Any last words, SpongeBob
  SecretPants?
SpongeBob: I just have to say, Im sorry I let Mr. Krabbs down. I let
  all of Bikini Bottom down. But most of all, I let you down, you
  delicate little Krabby Patty.
Plankton: Hmmm.
SpongeBob: Ill never forget your delicious, juicy, scrumptious,
  steamy goodness.
Plankton: Steamy!
SpongeBob: Made with 100% all-natural secret ingredients, secretly
  assembled with undersea cheese, bacon, lettuce, tomato, onions, all
  nestled together between two seaweed seed buns.
Plankton: Yes. Yes! *Yes!* Come to papa! [He jumps at the patty, but
  bounces off and falls into the analyzer] Oh, boy. [zap!]
Karen: Plankton: 1% evil, 99% hot gas.
Plankton: [Appears on the computer monitor] Well, this stinks.

Computer: Plankton: 1% Evil, 99% Hot Gas.

Grocery Store Scanner: Bacon .69! Thumbtacks {movie_quote}.99! Kiwis .11!
  Krazy Glue .99! Rudabaker .00! Strawberry Lard Cakes {movie_quote}.12!
  Hey whats this this all about?
Olly: Uh, where are we?
Grocery Store Scanner: Youre in the grocery store scanner.
Olly: Oh, whats that like?
Grocery Store Scanner: Hey, look, I cant talk now! Crues .55!
  Pickles .99! Tampons {movie_quote}.17! Thermometer .55! Cant read it,
  cant read it, cant read it, Refridgeator Magnet {movie_quote}.89! Rubber
  Bands {movie_quote}.55! Melons {movie_quote}.69! Melons Magazine .22! Jugs Of Milk
  .11! Jugs Of Milk Magazine .00! Vasaline .00! Times 1!
  Times 2! Times 3!
Olly: Stop!
Grocery Store Scanner: Times 4! Times 5!
Olly: Dude, stop!
Grocery Store Scanner: Times 6! Times...

Jonathan: We have one more award to give out. Is Buffy Summers here
  tonight? Did she, um...
[the crowd turns and finds her. She looks nervous at the attention]
Jonathan: This is actually a new category. First time ever. I guess
  there were a lot of write-in ballots, and, um, well, t-the prom
  committee asked me to read this. "Were not good friends. Most of
  us never found the time to get to know you, but that doesnt mean
  we havent noticed you. We dont talk about it much, but its no
  secret that Sunnydale High isnt really like other high schools. A
  lot of weird stuff happens here."
Student #1: Zombies!
Student #2: Hyena people!
Student #3: Snyder!
[people chuckle]
Jonathan: "But whenever there was a problem or something creepy
  happened, you seemed to show up and stop it. Most of the people
  here have been saved by you or helped by you at one time or
  another. Were proud to say that the class of 99 has the lowest
  mortality rate of any graduating class in Sunnydale history, and we
  know at least part of that is because of you. So the senior class
  offers its thanks and gives you, uh, uh, this."
[Jonathan produces a gold, glittering, miniature umbrella with a
  small metal plaque attached to the shaft]
Jonathan: Its from all of us, and it has written here, "Buffy
  Summers, Class Protector".

Cadpig: Remember, style is 99% attitude and 1% revolving credit. So
  lets see you sell it, buddy!

Edwina "Eddie" Franklin: (to a referee while honorary coach) Hey, you
  with the .99 rug on your head! Would you get out of my way,
  please?

Tom Paris: [starts doing push-ups] 1... 2... 3...
Tom Paris: [Neelix enters the door]... 98... 99... 100
Neelix: Staying in shape?
Tom Paris: Oh yeah. I do it every time Im in jail.

Homer: What are the odds on Santas Little Helper?
Clerk: 99 to 1.
Homer: Wow! You hear that, Boy? 99 times 13 equals Merry Christmas!

Joanna: [on her yacht; shes about to call for caviar when Andrew
  brings it in] Well! I *almost* had to wait.
[she tastes it and makes a sick face]
Joanna: What is this gelatinous MUCK? Andrew, when I tell you to pack
  staples, must I specify that you are to pack *good* caviar and not
  this .99 fish bait? Caviar should be round, and hard, and of
  adequate size, and should burst in your mouth at *precisely* the
  right moment.

Captain James T. Kirk: Spock, can the transporter be programmed to
  re-pattern us as we were?
Mr. Spock: Possibly. But the odds against us are 99.7 to 1.