The Monarch: (in Dr. Venture's laboratory) Here I am in the heart of the lion's den and I don't even care!
(indicating a machine)
The Monarch: I don't even feel like taking a whizz on this! I used to DREAM about taking a whizz on this!
Brock Samson: Something big is going down, this place is crawling with Strangers.
Hank Venture: Well, you can't expect to know everybody!
Brock Samson: No, Hank... Strangers are undercover Guild operatives.
Dean Venture: We gotta warn Pop!
Brock Samson: No, Dean. This is guild business, your father isn't in any harm. Guild works clean, professional, and surgical. In a way, they're the only organization I still respect.
Hank Venture: (dramatically) And they kill clean! Don't let dames get in the way!
Brock Samson: (turning to Hank) Honestly, Hank, where do you pick that stuff up? I never see you read!
Dean Venture: It's weird, right?
Brock Samson: It's like he channels dead crazy people!
Hank Venture: (worried) Do you think it's a cry for help?
the Monarch has Brock Sampson right where he wants him)
The Monarch: Release the butterflies.
(Dead butterflies fall on Brock)
The Monarch: Okay, whose job was it to feed the butterflies?
Dr. Venture: Oh come on! You're gonna kill me because I had fake sex on graph paper with a girl who barely spoke to you in real life?
Dr. Girlfriend: Killing your arch-enemy on Christmas Eve - that's a gift for me?
The Monarch: Well, I got you some stocking-stuffers too...
And my all time favorite quote ever from The Venture Brothers Brock Samson: Don't you have nothing else to do but harp on Dr. Venture? Why haven't you tried the World Domination thing, you afraid of the big leagues?
The Monarch: Please. How stupid do I look to you? World Domination. I'll leave that to the religious nuts or the Republicans, thank you.