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Bentley: Look, I’m glad everyone’s on the same page.
Bentley: But it’s the last page in a book titled “we’re all going to die”.
Sly: That’s not even clever.
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Murray, shouting: Let go of my brother!
The Contessa: No.
Murray: ...I wasn't prepared for that-
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Penelope: What are your blood types? What's Carmelita really like? Who's the evil brother?
Bentley & Murray: Sly.
Sly: Eh.
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Lady Riju: I hate it when Mom and Dad fight.
Prince Sidon: We are not fighting.
Teba: That's exactly what we're doing!
Yunobo: Are they Mom and Dad???
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Bentley: Sometimes, I feel like everyone around me is an idiot.
Bentley: And by sometimes, I mean all times. All the time.
Bentley: Every of the time.
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Sly: Inspector Fox! We meet at last.
Carmelita: We met last week, what are you talking about??
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Sly: Harken, for I have a tale to weave! 'Twas a hundred years ago this eve… When a poor, maligned, besotted knave lost his life in this here cave… and by virtue of his lot became - though history has forgot his name - The Phantom Bootlegger of ill fame!
Bentley: What was he bootlegging in 1827? Beaver pelts?
Carmelita: Did he always dress head to toe in paisley, or was that a post-mortem fashion choice?
Dimitri: I, for one, am scared… of all the unnecessary rhyming we're just about to be subjected to.
Sly: Well, fear you should, this cautionary story! Uh…Something, something about vainglory… Well, I forgot how most of the middle part goes. But as every flapper and dapper knows, if in this maze of caves by night, you glimpse the glim of candlelight… turn tail and run, RUN AWAY! Or all that rueful vengeance due, the spectre may exact on you!
Bentley and Carmelita: AAAAAAAAUUGH!!!
Dimitri: Whoa!
Sly: [catches fire] Whoa, indeed! For you'll never--
[Murray uses the fire extinguisher on Sly]
Penelope: Okay, it's out.
[Murray sprays Sly again]
Penelope: [arms akimbo] It's out, Murray.
Source: Lackadaisy
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Future Murray: Cooper Gang! Listen to our words.
Murray: Hey, look, guys! Doppelgangers.
Sly: Who are you clowns?
Future Sly: We're you guys!
Future Murray: But from the distant future!
Future Bentley: Heed our dire warnings!
Bentley: I always thought I'd be taller.
Sly: What are you guys doing here?
Future Sly: Beware Constable Neyla! And Dr. M. And Penelope.
Future Bentley: Actually, a lot of people have tried to kill us. This could take a while.
Murray: Nonsense!
Sly: Yeah! All those are our friends.
Source: Sam & Max
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Penelope: "Miss demean her"? Well, that doesn't sound very nice…
Carmelita: Ma'am, you're under arrest.
Source: Tumblr
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Bentley: Alright, look! Everybody but Sly, just keep your pants on and let's figure a way out of this. Carmelita: He's right. We just gotta stay calm. Penelope: With a killer in the house?! Dimitri: [talking like a rapper] Killer in da hoooouuuuuse…
Source: Family Guy
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[At a Halloween party (possibly taking place at Dimitri's club), the Cooper gang are all wearing disguises]
Penelope: An elegant fairy enchantress from the candlewick kingdom… who has become tragically wedged in a pumpkin somehow. [gestures towards Bentley] And her dashing companion…!
Bentley: [softly, looking down at the floor] Owlbat.
Penelope: Speak up!
Bentley: [loudly, looking up] Owlbat!
Dimitri: Ah, travails d'amour, eh, Owlbat?
Penelope: And what are you supposed to be, Dimitri?
Dimitri: Oh, is it not obvious?
Sly: The crepe-paper conquistador?!
Dimitri: A guy who lost a bet.
Source: Lackadaisy
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Murray: Enough talk! I dream about fighting every night!
Bentley: You have a rage problem, dude—
Murray: It's nOT A PROBLEM!
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Bentley: Can you guys stop having relationship issues while I'm on the phone with my dentist?
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Sly, panting: Is my mask still on?
Murray: Uh, yup.
Sly: Aces! Here, Bentley— I got you a souvenir. [hands Bentley a stick of dynamite]
Bentley: [shrieks, then throws the stick out of the van]
Sly: ...You're supposed to light it first.
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Bentley: I didn't see any inquiry results from the information department in your file. Is that right?
Carmelita: Of course. Thanks to all the damned new security regulations. Which were introduced thanks to you, Bentley.
Carmelita: If you hadn't gone and put in an arrest warrant in the computer for The Contessa after her husband's 'accident,' we wouldn't be in this mess!
Bentley: That was just an innocent joke!
Carmelita, sarcastically: Innocent, yeah!
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Sly: I owed my friends a solid! Isn't that a redeeming quality? Helping friends with stuff?
Carmelita: NOT with turf wars that result in territorial genocide!
Sly: Eh. You win some, you lose a few hundred. It wasn't that bad, anyway.
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