Goldmember — Austin Powers In

"My hamstrings! They are too tight for the boogie!" Goldmember cried, spinning into his own smelting vat.

Suddenly, the floor hissed open. Out rose Dr. Evil in a hover-chair, clutching a tiny, golden-furred kitten. "Don't forget about me, Austin. I’ve reached a deal with Goldmember. He gets the moon, and I get... one trillion dollars ! Or at least a very generous gift card to Starbucks." Austin Powers In Goldmember

As the villains retreated, Austin straightened his cravat. Foxxy Cleopatra dropped from the ceiling on a silk rope, striking a pose. "You did it, Sugar. You saved the moon." "My hamstrings

Austin flashed a toothy grin. "Standard procedure, baby. Now, how about we find a spot with some decent fondue? I’m feeling hornier than a toad in a trombone factory!" Out rose Dr

Dr. Evil groaned, spinning his chair around. "Oh, honestly. I’m surrounded by idiots. Scott, get the car! We’re going to Taco Bell!"

"Zip it!" Mini-Me squeaked, appearing from behind a gold-plated curtain and immediately attempting to bite Austin’s ankle.