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Austin Powers in Goldmember

Austin Powers in Goldmember is a 2002 film in which Austin Powers, upon learning that his father has been kidnapped, must travel to 1975 and defeat the aptly-named villain Goldmember - who is working with Dr. Evil. The film was released in theaters July 26, 2002 in United States.

Directed by Jay Roach. Written by Mike Myers and Michael McCullers.
He's still evil... He's still deadly... and he's still surrounded by frickin' idiots! taglines

Austin PowersEdit

  • Mo-o-o-o-le.
  • Nice to mole you--meet you! Nice to meet your mole! Don't say mole. I said mole.
  • [slapped by Foxy] Ouchkabibble!
  • [hanging from Dr. Evil's recently pulled down pants] You know, Dr. Evil, I used to think you were crazy. But now I can see you're nuts. [to audience] I thank you.
  • [after trying to convince Number 3 that he didn't need to talk about his mole] MOLE! Bloody mole! We're not supposed to talk about the bloody mole, but there's the bloody mole winking me in the face! I'm gonna chop it off and cut it up and make some guacamole!
  • [seeing Mini-Me with a knife (which he was using to open a letter)] Assassin! [kicks Mini-Me across the room]
  • [with Japanese twins beside him] Twins, Basil. Twins.

Dr. EvilEdit

  • I'm sorry, did you want some ice cream?
  • [after seeing Number 3's mole] A-buh.,.
  • Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my new submarine lair. It's long and hard and full of seamen. [laughs, then realizes no-one else is] No? Nothing? Not even a titter? Tough sub.
  • Goldmember, I don't speak freaky-deaky Dutch. Okay, perv-boy?
  • One billion, gajillion, fafillion... shabadylu...mil...shabady......uh, Yen.
  • [after Austin remembers his graduation at the British Intelligence Academy when his father did not show up] Boo-frickity-hoo! I had the best grades in the class, and I didn't get diddily squat!

Foxxy CleopatraEdit

  • I'm Foxxy Cleopatra, and I'm a whole lotta woman!
  • [When hitting someone] Shazam!
  • 8 years, and no phone call?! Nobody stands up Foxxy Cleopatra! Where have you been?!
  • Well, all I know is, mama only got a taste of honey. But she wanted the whole beehive.

Nigel PowersEdit

  • Only a bloody Dutchman!
  • There are only two things I can't stand in this world. People who are intolerant of other people's cultures... and the Dutch.
  • Nigel: Do you know who I am?
Henchman: [nods]
Nigel: Have you got any idea how many anonymous henchmen I've killed over the years?
Henchman: [nods again]
Nigel: I mean, look at you. You don't even have a name tag. You've got no chance. Why don't you just fall down? Go on son.
[henchman falls down]
  • If you've got an issue, here's a tissue.
  • Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.
  • [to Mini-Me about having a large penis] My word, you're a tripod!

GoldmemberEdit

  • I love gold! The look of it! The smell of it! The taste of it! The texture! I love gold so much that I lost my genetalia in an unfortunate smelting accident. Hence the name... Goldmember.
  • Welcome to 1975, Aushtin Powers and Fazha.
  • Excuse me while I change. The Hollow Boogie hash made me sweaty, yeah.
  • Hey, everyone! I am from Holland! Isn't that weird?
  • [after his key is lost] Luckily I keep a shpare.
  • Look, everyone! My vinky vas a key!
  • Would you like a smoke and a pancake? You know, flapjack and a cigarette? No? All right. Cigar and a waffle? No? Pipe and a crepe? No? Bong and a blintz? No? Oh, well, then there is no pleasing you.

Fat BastardEdit

  • It did sound a little wet, there didn't it? Right at the end! Oooh! Heh-heh-heh. Let's have a smell all right? Hmmm, wafting, wafting. Ooh, everyone likes their own brand, don't they? Oh, this is magic! All right, analysis. Smells like carrots in throw-up! Ooh, that could gag a maggot! I smell like hot sick ass on a dead carcass! Even stink would say that stinks! You know when you go into an apartment building and you smell the other people's cooking on each floor and you go "What are they cookin'?" That, plus crap!
  • [hangs from a wire] Isn't this magical, one of my wires broke.
  • Aw, Jesus Christ! This diaper's making my nuts rub together! It's gonna start a fire!
  • [holds his opponent's crotch] You know what my favorite Helen Hunt movie is? Twister! [twists opponent's crotch]
  • [looks down at the toilet]What the--I didn't have any corn!
  • I hope my wire fighting team is ready!
  • [after Austin grabs and clutches his chest hard] Ohh, my titties!! You gave me a nerple!

OthersEdit

Tom Cruise: Yeah, baby!
Steven Spielberg: (When Austin says he should change the opening credits) Yeah, well (Holds up an Oscar) my friend here - thinks it's fine the way it is.

DialogueEdit

(deleted scene in Infinifilm edition)
Dr. Evil: Goldmember, I have an anagram for you: "I fit iron dick."
Goldmember: Yes. "I fit iron dick." Yes, it's an anagram, so it's a jumble word. Okay, jumbling, jumbling... Carry the 7... Divided by... Yes...
Dr. Evil: Yeah, can't get it? "I fit iron dick," "frickin' idiot." (spells it to the tune to 'Old McDonald Had a Farm') F-r-i-c-k-i-n' i-d-i-o-t. With a frick-frick here and a frick-frick there; here a frick, there a frick, everywhere a frick-frick. Dr. Evil had a suuu-ubbb... filled with... frick-in idiots.

Austin: Mr. Roboto is lying to us.
Foxxy: Tell me something I don't know.
Austin: I open-mouth kissed a horse once.
Foxxy: Say what?
Austin: That's something you don't know.

Dr. Evil: Lower the globe.
Frau: Lower the globe! [Goldmember flinches, the globe falls onto Dr. Evil's head]
Dr. Evil: Ow! Ow!
Goldmember: Scheiße!
Dr. Evil: Well, congratulations, numb-nuts! You've succeeded in turning me into a frickin' Jack-in-the-Box! Get it off, get it off! It's dark, it's dark! [Number 2 pulls the globe off Dr. Evil's head.] Okay, I'm okay. [Goldmember chuckles] Release the meteor.
Frau: Release the meteor! [Mini-me swings a gold meteor model into Dr. Evil's genitals]
Dr. Evil: (falls over) Ohh! Oh! Ohh, no way!
Goldmember: Right in the kinicke!
Dr. Evil: God damn it! Oh! Guys! [to Mini-me who shrugs afterwards] Way to go, a-hole! Everyone, just let me find my balls, for God's sakes. 1, 2, and 3. Okay, I'm okay, I'm okay.

Spielberg: So Austin, what did you think of the opening credits?
Austin: Well, I can't believe Sir Steven Spielberg, the grooviest filmmaker in the history of cinema is making a mooovie about my life. Very shagadelic, baby. Yeah! (laughs) Having said that, I do have some thoughts.
Spielberg: Really? (holds up an Oscar) My friend here thinks it's fine the way it is.
Austin: Well, no offense, Sir Stevie... (holds up the word 'mojo') ...but you've gotta have mojo baby. Yeah! (blows the word into colorful dust)

Johnson: Sir, Dr. Evil's not bluffing. One of our satellites is falling out of orbit.
World Leader: Which one?
Johnson: It's the one that looks like a pair of--
[cut to a fruit stand]
Woman: Melons! Big juicy melons! [holds two melons in front of her]
Man: Are they nice and firm?
Woman: Well, what do you think?
Man: [points to the sky] Look at that! It looks like a set of giant--
[cut to a football game; 4 men are cheering with the letters "T","I","T", and "S" painted on their chests]
2nd "T" Man: Hey! A and N, you're late!
[two more men with the letters "A" and "N" arrive, forming "TITANS"]
"A" Man: How we doing, man?!
All 6 men: Yeah! GO, TITANS!! Yeah!
"A" Man: Check it out! Those remind me of--
[film pauses; cut to the Osbournes]
Ozzy: Boobs!
Sharon: Boobs, Ozzy?
Ozzy: These filmmakers are just [bleep] boobs!
Kelly: What do you mean, Dad?
Ozzy: Well, they're usin' the same [bleep] joke they did in the last Austin Powers movie.
Sharon: What [bleep] joke?
Jack: You know, the [bleep] joke about the long, smooth rocket that looks like some guy's--
[cut back to the World Organization]
Leader: Johnson?
Johnson: Yes, sir?
Leader: Any sign of that satellite?
Johnson: No, sir. It's gone.

Austin: Excellent, Basil. We've been trying for years to get a mole into Dr. Evil's lair; we now have that mole.
Basil:: Yes! Ah, and here he is.
[Number Three enters]
Austin: So you're the... (zoom up on the mole's mole) mo-o-ole, mo-o-o-le...
Foxxy: Mo-ost, most...most excellent agent we've ever seen.
Austin: Yes, most excellent agent we've ever seen.
Foxxy: Mm-hmmm.
Austin: (quietly to Foxxy) Thank you.
Number Three: Thank you. Now, I wasn't able to get an exact location, but I did learn that Dr. Evil has moved to a new lair outside of Tokyo Japan. By the way, I realize that I have a large mole on my face.
Austin: Where? (nervously laughs) What? Where's that mole? I... didn't see one.
Number Three: I also realize the irony that I am myself a mole.
Austin: (nervously) No one would make that connection.
Basil: (to Number Three) Anyway, well done, old chap. Jolly good work.
Austin: Yes, nice to mole you--meet you! Nice to meet your mole. Don't say "mole".
Foxxy: Stop it.
Austin: I said "mole".
Foxxy: Stop!
Number Three: Bye.
Austin: Mole.
[Basil and Number Three approach the elevator]
Austin: Mo-ole... [Basil raises index finger, face indicating "That's enough."] Mole!
Basil: [irritated] OH, SHUT UP!
Austin: [tries to hold it in, but cannot] Moley, moley, moley, moley, moley!

Number Three: Mini-Me has switched sides.
Austin: Oh! Oh! (looks at Mini-Me) Sorry about that, old chap. (waves) Welcome aboard. (looks back at Number Three) My mole-stake. (covers his mouth)
Number Three: What?
Austin: (shakes head)
Number Three: Look, just get it out of your system.
Austin: No, I'm fine.
Number Three: We can work better if you just--
Austin: MOLE! Bloody mole! We're not supposed to talk about the bloody mole, but there's a bloody mole winking me right in the face! I'm gonna chop it off, cut it up, and make some guaca-moley!
Number Three: Better?
Austin: Yeah. (takes plant branch and pokes Number Three's mole with it)

Goldmember: Dr. Evil, we have the ultimate insurance policy. May I present to you, the very sexual, the very toit, Austin Power's fahza!
Dr. Evil: His what?
Number 2: His fazha, Dr. Evil.
Dr. Evil: His farjer?
Number 2: [nods]
Dr. Evil: What's farjer?
Goldmember: His fazha, ya know the fazha.
Dr. Evil: Yeah, Goldmember, I don't speak freaky-deaky Dutch. Okay, perv-boy?
Goldmember: Fazha, his dad. Daddy's fazha.
Dr. Evil: Oh, his dad. Oh! His father.
Goldmember: Yes, I have a Dutch accent. Isn't that weird?
Dr. Evil: Father, Father. Ah, Nigel Powers.
Nigel: Hello, hello. (slaps Frau on her rear) Ha-ha-ha.
Dr. Evil: Bring him to me.
Nigel: Easy-peasy, lemon squeezy. Oh, put the guns down. Is-is this the first day on the job or something? Look, this is how it goes, you attack me, one at a time, and I knock you out with a single punch. Okay? Go.
(The two guards listen, and Nigel does just that)
Dr. Evil: Oh, he's good.
Nigel: (to third guard) Do you know who I am? Have you any idea how many anonymous henchmen I've killed over the years? And look at you, you haven't even got a name tag. You got no chance. Why don't you just fall down? Go on, son.
(The guard complies.)
Nigel: All right, Dr. Evil, give yourself up while you still got a chance. (handgun chambers behind Nigel) Okay, okay, you got me.
Dr. Evil: Nigel Powers, I'd like you to meet Mini-me.
Nigel: Oh, blimey! (looks down at Mini-me) I thought I smelled cabbage.
Dr. Evil: Take him away!
Goldmember: Uh-uh, Dr. Evil, can I paint his yoo-hoo gold? It's kind of my thing, ya know?
(Dr. Evil pilots his chair over to Goldmember, and swivels it to look at Goldmember.)
Dr. Evil: How 'bout no, you crazy Dutch bastard!?



Goldmember: Would you like a smoke and a pancake?
Austin: ... What?
Goldmember: A smoke and a pancake. You know, a flapjack and a cigarette? No?
Austin: [shakes head]
Goldmember: Cigar and a waffle? No?
Austin: [shakes head]
Goldmember: Pipe and a crepe? No?
Austin: [shakes head]
Goldmember: Bong and a blintz?
Austin and Nigel: No.
Goldmember: Well, then there ish no pleashing you.
Austin: That's not right.

[Basil brings in three sailors]
Basil: Austin, these men were assigned to guard your father. [to the sailors] Okay, chaps. Chins up, trousers down. [to Austin] I think we may have found a clue.
[the sailors pull down their pants, and Austin is shocked to see what they have exposed]
Austin: Cor blimey!! All your privates have had their privates painted gold! How bizarre! Imagine, gilded tally-whackers, golden wedding tackle, 14-karat trouser snakes.
Basil: That's enough.
Austin: Okay. Basil, there's only one person in the world who truly understands the psychology of a madman.
Austin and Basil: Dr. Evil.

[{}=Japanese translations]
Mr. Roboto: {I am president of Roboto Industries. My name is Mr. Roboto.}
Austin: Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto. {Thank you, Mr. Roboto} [in English] I thank you.
Foxxy: {Thank you for seeing us on such short notice.}
Austin: You speak Japanese?
Foxxy: A little.
Austin: Well, you might be a cunning linguist. but I'm a master debater.
[both laugh, then Austin turns to Mr. Roboto]
Austin: I'm looking for my father. He was kidnapped.
Mr. Roboto: [holds out a mushroom to Austin] {Please eat some shit.}
Austin: "Please eat" what?!
Foxxy: Wait. [removes the white cups revealing rest of subtitle] He said: "Please eat some shitake mushrooms".
Austin: Tell me, what do you know about my father's whereabouts?
Mr. Roboto: Hmm... [walks up to his bookcase] {Your ass is happy.}
Austin: "Your ass is happy"?
Foxxy: No. [pulls down a bookcase cover, revealing the rest of the subtitle] He said: "Your assignment is an unhappy one".
Austin: Oh!
Mr. Roboto: [to a Japanese woman in white] {I have a huge rod.}
[the woman gasps]
Austin: Nice potty-mouth, dirt bag!
Mr. Roboto: [repeats line and moves away from woman, revealing I have a huge rodent problem.]
Austin: Oh.
Mr. Roboto: {A little off the topic but unfortunate nonetheless.}
Austin: Yes. Quite off-topic, thank you very much.
Mr. Roboto: Why don't I just speak in English?
Austin: That would be a good idea, now, wouldn't it? That way, I wouldn't misread the subtitles, making it look like you're saying things that are dirty.

Austin: How can I find this Goldmember?
Dr. Evil: Quid pro quo, Mr. Powers.
Austin: Yes. Squid pro row.
Dr. Evil: I give you Goldmember, you give me a transfer to a regular prison, so that I can be with my beloved Mini-Me.

Japanese Man 1: Run! It's Godzilla!
Japanese Man 2: It looks like Godzilla, but due to International Copyright Laws, it's not.
Man 1: Still, we should run like it is Godzilla!
Man 2: Though it isn't.

[Both men scream and run]


Austin: Listen, dad, if you are are going to say naughty things in front of these American girls then at least speak English English.

[Nigel looks back at girls]

Nigel: All right, my son: I could've had it away with this cracking Julie, my old China. (Subtitle: I was about to make love to this pretty girl.)
Austin: Are you telling pork-pies and a bag of trout? Because if you are feeling quigly, why not just have a J. Arthur? (Is this true? If you were aroused, why didn't you pleasure yourself?)
Nigel: What, billy no mates? (What, alone?)
Austin: Too right, youth. (Indeed.)
Nigel: Don't you remember the crimbo din-din we had with the grotty Scots bint? (Remember Christmas dinner with the Scottish girl?)
Austin: Oh, the one that was all sixes and sevens! (The insane one?)
Nigel: Yeah, yeah, she was the trouble and strife of the Morris dancer what lived up the apples and pears! (She was the wife of the dancer who lived upstairs.)
Austin: She was the barrister what become a bobby in a lorry and... (A lawyer who became a policeman in a truck) [inaudiably] (????????)...
Austin & Nigel: --tea kettle!
Nigel: And then, and then--
Austin & Nigel: She shat on a turtle!

Goldmember: Breaker-breaker one-niner, this is Goldie Wang. Over.
Dr. Evil: Ten-four there, Goldie Wang. This is Rubber Duckie. What's your ten-twenty? Over.
Goldmember: I've got Preparation H in my rear and Smokey the Bear on my back pocket. We got us a convoy. Over.
Dr. Evil: Yee-haw! Copy that, you son of a bitch, pile of monkey nuts.

Young Dr. Evil: (Checking the class rankings) Hey everybody, I'm #1!
Young Number 2: Hello. I'm Number 2.
Young Dr. Evil: Pleased to meet you Number 2. But now I'm finally going to be this years international many of mystery. *evil laugh*
Young Number 2: *evil laugh*
Both: *evil laugh*
Boy: [off screen] Shut your gob! [a cupcake hits Dr. Evil]
Young Dr. Evil: Ow! [laughter] Who throws a cupcake? Honestly.

[last lines]
Scott: I'm gonna get you, Austin Powers! (laughs evilly, like Dr. Evil)

Dr. Evil: Our early attempts at a tractor beam went through several preparations. Preparations A through G were a complete failure. But now, ladies and gentlemen, we finally have a working tractor beam, which we shall call... Preparation H!!
Scott laughs.
Dr. Evil: What?
Scott: Why don't you just call it Operation Ass Cream, ass?
Dr. Evil: I-I'm sorry, did you want some ice cream?
Scott: Yes, I'd love some chocolate ass cream.
Dr. Evil: [uncertainly] Perhaps later.
Number Two: Dr. Evil, I love your plan.
Dr. Evil: Yah, eh?
Frau: Yeah, Doctor. It's a really good plan.
Dr. Evil: Yes Frau, on the whole, I think Preparation H feels good.
Scott starts chuckling uncontrollably.
Dr. Evil: [irritated] What is it now?
Scott: No, nothin'. You know what, I agree. Preparation H does feel good...on the hole.
Dr. Evil: Well, I'm glad were sprechen sie the same lingidy... yah. Ladies and Gentlemen, using my time machine, I shall travel back to 1975, pick up Goldmember, and bring him back to the future. And the best part of the plan is, no one can stop me...not even... Austin Powers. Muh-huh-huh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Others (except Scott): Huh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Austin: Not so fast.
[several British SAS forces storm the base]
Austin: You're surrounded, Dr. Evil.
Dr. Evil: Shit.

Goldmember: Not so fast, smarty-pants! Dr. Evil, you might not want to destroy the world, but I do! Preparation H goes ahead as planned. I'm going to flood the Earth! [laughs]
Foxxy: Think again, Goldmember! [points her gun at Goldmember]
Goldmember: Ahh! Foxxy Cleopatra! It's a shame I had to kill your partner. Too bad for you!
Foxxy: Too bad for me? How 'bout too bad for you? [holds the key in her hand]
Goldmember: (in terror) Oh, no!
(Foxxy drops the key into the shark tank)
Goldmember: [panics] No-ho-ho! No-ho-ho-ho! (composes himself) Luckily, I keep a spare.
(Goldmember turns around and removes his genitals, turns around, and reveals another key)
Goldmember: Look, everyone! My winky was a key!
Nigel: (in contempt) Only a bloody Dutchman.

From Austinpussy:

Austin (Tom Cruise): Yeah Baby!
Dixie (Gwyneth Paltrow): Hi I'm Dixie, Dixie Normous. I may just be a small town FBI agent slash single mother, but I'm still tough, and sexy.
Austin (Cruise): Well Miss Normous, shall we shag now, or shag later?
Dixie (Paltrow):Oh Austin, Behave!
Dr. Evil (Kevin Spacey): Hey, Powers! You better watch your frigging self because this is one doctor who does make house-calls. Right, mini-me?
Mini-me (Danny Devito): Hey, assholes! I'm right over here! I'm Mini-me! Come and get me! (fires an automatic assault rifle in the air)
Goldmember (John Travolta): Hey, assholes! Do I have time for a last smoke and a pancake or what? I am from Holland! Isn't that weird?!

Fat Bastard: Hey Powers!
Austin: Fat Bastard? But you're not fat anymore.
Fat Bastard: I went on the Subway diet. You know, just like Jared. I've lost 180 pounds.
Austin: Congratulations, baby.
Fat Bastard: Thank you. I do have a little bit of excess skin, though. Bit of a problem here, you know. And unfortunately, my neck does look like a vagina.

TaglinesEdit

  • He's still evil... He's still deadly... and he's still surrounded by frickin' idiots!
  • What do you call a swinger old enough to be your father? Daddy!
  • A New Breed of Evil.
  • This summer's biggest movie has a secret, baby!

CastEdit

External linksEdit

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