Maximilian Meen

— Holy Toledo, look at that car!
— Yes, it's quite a car.
— I never saw a car like that in my life.
— You never will again either. Give me the bomb.

— Professor, your greatest creation.
— The work of genius. The finest parts from the greatest automobiles in the world. The Hannibal Twin 8!

Mayor of Boracho: — You're the guest of honor.
Professor Fate: — Well, I don't want to be a guest of honor.
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Mayor of Boracho: — You're gonna attend the meeting tonight... or, by jumped-up Harry, you're gonna be guest of honor at a necktie party!
Maximilian Meen: — Necktie? Well, what kind of cheap present is that?

— We got to do something.
— Don't worry. Before this iceberg melts and we drown like rats, we're going to do plenty.
— Yes? What?
— We're going to starve!

— Professor!
— Yes!
— Where are you?
— Behind the rock!
— Behind which rock?
— This rock, you idiot.