"You slice the ginger."
— Hannibal Lecter', Hannibal
"Before we begin, you must all be warned. Nothing here... is vegetarian."
Rattrap: If there was a clone, where is he?
Dinobot: I am afraid he is gone for good. A shame, really. He was such an handsome creature... and quite tasty. (Flicks a bit of his clone's skin from his teeth (which hits Optimus Primal), then burps)
Optimus: ... You're disgusting.
Dinobot: I am afraid he is gone for good. A shame, really. He was such an handsome creature... and quite tasty. (Flicks a bit of his clone's skin from his teeth (which hits Optimus Primal), then burps)
Optimus: ... You're disgusting.
Webby: Hot dog costumes!
Huey: I'm sorry, what?
Webby: You know, in case we get lost at sea and one of us— probably Louie— goes mad with hunger, we'll put these on! Louie hates hot dogs, so he probably won't eat us.
Huey: Are you saying Louie would rather eat us than hot dogs?
Louie: I do hate hot dogs.
Huey: I'm sorry, what?
Webby: You know, in case we get lost at sea and one of us— probably Louie— goes mad with hunger, we'll put these on! Louie hates hot dogs, so he probably won't eat us.
Huey: Are you saying Louie would rather eat us than hot dogs?
Louie: I do hate hot dogs.
"I was too little to participate, but the banquet lasted for days."
Customer: Excuse me. Are you suggesting we... Eat my mother?
Undertaker: Yeah- Not raw, cooked! Roasted, few french fries, broccoli, horseradish sauce.
Customer: Well, I do feel a bit peckish... Can we have some parsnips?
Undertaker: Fred, get some parsnips!
Customer: ...I really don't think I should.
Undertaker: Look, tell you what; we'll eat her. If you feel a bit guilty about it afterwards we can dig a grave and you can throw up in it.
— Monty Python's Flying Circus, "Undertaker sketch"
Man: Excuse me, are you gonna eat that?
(zooms out to show a woman holding a baby)
Woman: No. (Beat) You can have it!
(zooms out to show a woman holding a baby)
Woman: No. (Beat) You can have it!
Craig: Look, this isn't going to work if you're going to freak out every time you find body parts around the house.
Adam: Do you have any idea what fishsticks are?
Teddy: Yeah, they're sticks for fish!
Adam: No! They are sticks made of fish, you dense blue fuck!
Teddy: Hm? Nah, that can't be, these are too tasty. Sticks for fish, fishsticks. [grabs another bite of a fishstick, making Adam and Jim retch]
Adam: Stop eating those, that's disgusting!
— wavetro, "takeout"
Peralta: Are you a... cannibal, Caleb?
Caleb: Well, that's not how I would define myself. If we're going by what I'm most passionate about, I would say that I'm a woodworker. Why did you think I was in protective custody?
Peralta: I dunno, I guess I hoped you were another cop wrongly convicted of crimes you didn't commit.
Caleb: Nope! I did all my stuff - and more! There's tons they can't even trace to me. The secret is eating the evidence.
Caleb: Well, that's not how I would define myself. If we're going by what I'm most passionate about, I would say that I'm a woodworker. Why did you think I was in protective custody?
Peralta: I dunno, I guess I hoped you were another cop wrongly convicted of crimes you didn't commit.
Caleb: Nope! I did all my stuff - and more! There's tons they can't even trace to me. The secret is eating the evidence.
— Brooklyn Nine-Nine, "The Big House Pt. 1"
Peralta: Everyone's gonna try and kill us!
Caleb: I know! What are we gonna do?
Peralta: You're a psychopath, you can protect us in there, right? I mean you killed and ate a bunch of people!
Caleb: They were children, Jake. Weak little children. One 'conk' on their head is all it took!
Caleb: I know! What are we gonna do?
Peralta: You're a psychopath, you can protect us in there, right? I mean you killed and ate a bunch of people!
Caleb: They were children, Jake. Weak little children. One 'conk' on their head is all it took!
— Brooklyn Nine-Nine, "The Big House Pt. 1"
Vegan: That would result in a world full of vegans. Wouldn't you hate that?
Harry: Why would I hate that? I am on a vegan diet. I would never go hungry again.
Vegan: You would be a menace. Probably executed too.
Harry: Excellent. They should feast on my corpse before it rots.
Vegan: Why would they do that?
Harry: Because I'm delicious.
Harry: Why would I hate that? I am on a vegan diet. I would never go hungry again.
Vegan: You would be a menace. Probably executed too.
Harry: Excellent. They should feast on my corpse before it rots.
Vegan: Why would they do that?
Harry: Because I'm delicious.
Thor: We will bring the children back, and then, we shall feast!
Asgardians: [cheer]
Thor: Not on the children. We don't do that any more.
Asgardians: [immediately sober]
Thor: No, that was a dark, shameful part of our history...
Asgardians: [cheer]
Thor: Not on the children. We don't do that any more.
Asgardians: [immediately sober]
Thor: No, that was a dark, shameful part of our history...
"Yes, with the power of our minds, we humans were making all sorts of new discoveries. For example: babies. Mmm, babies. They are delicious! But, you can't eat them, or else there won't be any new people!"
—Molag, Firebringer
Swagmaster: Ok. There's no way you can screw this one up. [Turns around] Oh god dammit!!
[The camera shows Mario sitting inside the deep fryer]
Mario: Mmm...something smells very good.
Swagmaster: Mario! Get the hell out of there!
[Swag pulls Mario, whose waist and below are deep fried, out of the fryer]
Swagmaster: You dumb ass. Wait what the hell are you doing?!
Mario: [Missing a leg] Mario's so yummy! [Eats his other leg]
[Beat]
Swagmaster: [Shakes salt onto Mario] Yo let me try a piece.
[The camera shows Mario sitting inside the deep fryer]
Mario: Mmm...something smells very good.
Swagmaster: Mario! Get the hell out of there!
[Swag pulls Mario, whose waist and below are deep fried, out of the fryer]
Swagmaster: You dumb ass. Wait what the hell are you doing?!
Mario: [Missing a leg] Mario's so yummy! [Eats his other leg]
[Beat]
Swagmaster: [Shakes salt onto Mario] Yo let me try a piece.
Cat: Chicken's good.
Lister: Yeah, yeah, really good.
Kryten: That's not chicken, sirs.
Cat: Mmm, what is it?
Kryten: It's that man we found.
[Cat and Lister freeze]
Lister: What?
Kryten: Well it seemed such a waste to just leave him lying there when he'd barbecue so beautifully.
[Cat and Lister slowly spit out what they were eating]
Kryten: Did I do wrong? I didn't get any error commands. Obviously I thought about it, because without my guilt chip or moral imperatives, I have nothing to guide me. But it seemed to me that if humanoids eat chicken, then obviously they'd eat their own species. Otherwise, they'd just be picking on the chickens.
Lister: Yeah, yeah, really good.
Kryten: That's not chicken, sirs.
Cat: Mmm, what is it?
Kryten: It's that man we found.
[Cat and Lister freeze]
Lister: What?
Kryten: Well it seemed such a waste to just leave him lying there when he'd barbecue so beautifully.
[Cat and Lister slowly spit out what they were eating]
Kryten: Did I do wrong? I didn't get any error commands. Obviously I thought about it, because without my guilt chip or moral imperatives, I have nothing to guide me. But it seemed to me that if humanoids eat chicken, then obviously they'd eat their own species. Otherwise, they'd just be picking on the chickens.
— Red Dwarf, "Tikka to Ride"
