Pineapple Express (2008)

Bill Hader: Private Miller

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• Scientist : Private Miller, you've been smoking item nine for seven minutes and thirteen seconds. We're going to ask you several questions. How do you feel?

  Private Miller : Ah, well, sir, I feel like a, like a slice of butter... melting on top of a big-ol' pile of flapjacks... yeah.

• Private Miller : Why are we underground, sir?

• Private Miller : Dude, what happened to your eye?

• Private Miller : [2 men in full bodied suits come to take him away]  Hell-ooo. Bleep blorp bleep... can you guys understand me?

• General Bratt : When did it start?

  Scientist : At 0500. We're seven minutes in.

  Scientist : Okay, Private Miller, you've been smoking Item 9 for seven minutes and 13 seconds. We're going to ask you several questions. How do you feel?

  Private Miller : Well sir... I feel like a... like a slice of butter... melting... on top of a... big old pile... of flapjacks... yeah.

  Scientist : Okay, Private Miller, when you think of your superiors, what emotions do you feel?

  Private Miller : [giggles and starts to beat box a swinging big band] 

  Scientist : [losing patience]  Okay, Private Miller?

  General Bratt : Is this normal?

• General Bratt : Private we need you to be serious.

  Private Miller : I'm serious.

  [Points] 

  Private Miller : Your dick

  [points] 

  Private Miller : my mouth

  [mimes obscenely] 

  Private Miller : .

  General Bratt : That's inappropriate.

  Private Miller : Fuck you.

  General Bratt : I've seen enough. Shut it down, bury the hatch, sell the land and dispose of him.

• [First lines] 

  General Bratt : When did it start?

  Scientist : At 0500. We're seven minutes in

  Scientist : Okay, Private Miller, you've been smoking Item 9 for seven minutes and 13 seconds. We're going to ask you several questions. How do you feel?

  Private Miller : Well sir... I feel like a... like a slice of butter... melting... on top of a... big old pile... of flapjacks... yeah.

  Scientist : Okay, Private Miller, when you think of your superiors, what emotions do you feel?

  [Private Miller giggles and starts to beat box a swinging big band] 

  Scientist : [losing patience]  Okay, Private Miller?

  General Bratt : Is this normal?