The Benchwarmers

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The Benchwarmers is a 2006 American comedy film directed by Dennis Dugan. It stars Rob Schneider, David Spade and Jon Heder.

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[edit] Clark

  • I love beef stew!
  • Hold on my moms texting me...No Way! We're having macaroni tonight that means garlic bread.. Yes!!
  • Is bad ass one or two words?

[edit] Howie

  • For years I thought the sun was a monster. But I am here to tell you that it's not a monster! IT'S NOT A MONSTER! [cries]
  • Fine, you can eat the thin mints at my funeral, Richie.
  • Richie told me about that killer lose in the neighborhood, He is killing anyone named Howie! That’s my name, That’s My Name!

[edit] Mel

  • Howie, you're a freak.
  • Keep it under a billion, that's all I got... on me hahaha.
  • If you build it, nerds will come.

[edit] Other

  • Richie: I... love... salad.
  • Old Man At The Video Store: I smell Cinnamon rolls...
  • Gus: My wife is the only one who gets to twist these man titties.

[edit] Dialogue

Gus: Clark, don't pick your nose in front of me?
Clark: I'm not picking, I'm scratching.
Gus: What are you scratching? Your brain?
Clark: Yeah, 'cause it's huge.

Richie: He just did that steroid free!
Clark: What's steroids?
Richie: Something that makes your pee-pee smaller.
Clark: Ohh... there must be steroids in macaroni!

Gus: I think this is a sign that you should get a car.
Clark: My mom said I should hold off on getting my license for another year.
[Extends arms forward and then retracts]
Clark: She wants to make sure my reflexes are fully developed.

Howie: I`m not afraid of the sun anymore.
Wayne: That`s good, buddy. How's the moon treating you?
Howie: Not a fan!

Howie: Thats nice...what does going all the way mean??
Wayne: [whispers in Howie's ear]
Howie: [squeezes suntan lotion and screams]Aaaaaah!

Clark: Shut up number 7!
Number 7 Robot: No, you shut up!
Clark: I'll kill you!

Clark: Gus!
Richie: Gus! [Gus is busy mowing a lawn and can't hear them calling]
Clark: He can't hear us. [Picks up a rock in Gus' yard and throws it at Gus in an attempt to get his attention. Gus runs over the rock and it blasts out, hitting Richie in the groin]
Richie: [Falls on the ground] Ouch. Ah...
Gus: [Finally hearing them] Hey fellas. [Walks over to them] You okay Richie?
Richie: [Standing up] Yeah, I'm fine, just... purple nuts.


Brad: Clark?? Richie?? i woul'dn't of recognised you to clowns with out the underwear on your head!
Richie:Wow brad you have really not slimmed down...
Brad: Oh eat me...so i hear from jerry that you two think your professional athaletes now
Richie: Ha thats funny i didn't know athlete had three sylables?? Ath-a-lete! Thats ama-za-zing!
Brad: You just think your hot sh** coz you know words!
Clark: Hey Brad why don't you be a stud and point us to the register or register-er! Haha
Brad: My team has practice at 5! swing by if you she-men want to lose! *punches dumby*
Richie: OH!! You can't handle the truth!
Brad: Bring it!!!
Clark: SUCK IT!!!

Kyle: I'm gonna call the cops!
Clark: We are cops!... We're navy seals!
Kyle: Navy seals aren't cops!
Troy: Aren't you our paperboy?
Clark: ...I'm undercover

Kyle: Time to meet your makers!
Clark: Makers of what? POOP?

Wayne: Is that beer?
Carlos: [stumbling] No it's Gatorade honkey, just give me the ball.

Mel: Have you even known the joys of having children?
Richie: Never had a date.
Clark: Never talked to a girl.

Marcus Ellwood: Do you still think I look like Yoda?
Gus: No.
Marcus Ellwood: But Yoda's my favorite! You're a bad, bad man!

Richie: Clark, we don't play baseball.
Clark: I told Gus that we would be there, and if we don't go, that makes me a liar... and that's not what I'm about... Not now, NOT EVER!

"kid cather" one out....gona be two outs
"richie" haha...i bet your a good catcher...of doughnuts in your mouth

(after 2 strikes)

Richie: [after hitting the ball] I ticked it!
Kid Catcher #1: You're still out.
Richie: You're still fat!

Gus: [to Nelson] Hey. Are you the kid who got farted on earlier?
Mel: Yes. This is my son Nelson. He's become quite the fart magnet for the neighborhood bullies.
Nelson: I also get a healthy smear of animal turds twice daily.
Clark: When I was your age, Fairy Jerry dumped a bucket of dog poop on me.
Nelson: His son just did that to me last week!

[looking at Mel's Pontiac Firebird Trans Am]
Clark: This car is so radical. Looks just like K.I.T.T. from the show Knight Rider.
Mel: It is K.I.T.T. from Knight Rider. Watch this. [Mel activates the car with his watch]
K.I.T.T: Allow me to introduce myself. I'm K.I.T.T.
Richie: [to Mel] Who are you?
Mel: Oh, I'm just once of those nerds who grew up...to make billions.

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