The cucumber has left the salad.

I can see the gun of Navarone.

Someone tore down the wall, and your Pink Floyd is hanging out.

You've got Windows in your laptop.

Sailor Dicky is trying to take a little shore leave.

Your soldier ain't so unknown now.

Quasimodo needs to go back in the tower and tend to his bell.

Paging Mr. Little... Paging Mr. Little...

You need to bring your tray table to the upright and locked position.

Your pod bay door is open, Hal.

Elvis Junior has LEFT the building!

Mini Me is making a break for the escape pod.

Ensign Hanes is reporting a hull breach on the lower deck, Sir!

The Buick is not all the way in the garage.

Dr. Kimble has escaped!

You've got your fly set for "Monica" instead of "Hillary."

Our next guest is someone who needs no introduction...

You've got a security breach at Los Pantalones.

I'm talking about Shaft, can you dig it?

I thought you were crazy; now I see your nuts.