Nathan FillionQuotes

Nathan Fillion
Birthday
March 27th, 1971
From
Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
Actor

Slither - Regrets of a Missed Opportunity

Starla Grant: Bet you regret not running off with me to Hollywood now, hey, Bill?
Bill Pardy: Oh, hell, Starla, I always regretted that.

Slither - A Day Full of Negativity

Kylie Strutemyer: What are we gonna do now?
Bill Pardy: Probably turn into a couple of these fucked-up things.
Kylie Strutemyer: That's kind of negative.
Bill Pardy: Well, it's been that sort of day.

Slither - Debate Over Martians and Their Definition

Jack McCready: He's a goddamn Martian?
Bill Pardy: Martians is from Mars, Jack.
Jack McCready: Or it's a general term meaning "outer space fucker.
Bill Pardy: No, it isn't.
Jack McCready: Look it up, cocksucker.

Slither - Frustration Amidst Chaos and Absurdity

Jack McCready: Where is the Mr. Pibb? I told your secretary to pack Mr. Pibb. It's the only Coke I like. Goddamn Brenda exploding like a water balloon and worms driving my friends around like they're goddamn skin-cars. People are spitting acid at me, turning you into cottage cheese, and now there's no fucking goddamn Mr. Pibb!
Bill Pardy: Jesus Christ, Jack. Let me get right on it.

Slither - Commitment in Difficult Times

Starla Grant: [to a transformed Grant] You're just sick. We're just here to take you to get some help. Right now. And I'm gonna stay by you. Just like I swore I would. For better or worse.
Bill Pardy: Much fuckin worse...

Slither - Childhood Memories and Aspirations Unfulfilled

Bill Pardy: Hey, Starla. You remember that time we were kids and you came knocking on my window in the middle of the night? So Starla here, 12. I guess I was 14. I said, "Starla, what the hell are you doing out there?" She says that she's gonna run away to Hollywood and be a big star. And she knew I was in the ROTC, so she says she needs a bodyguard and invites me to come along. And I said, "Starla, if there's anyone who can take care of herself, "I think it's you. I'm gonna have to decline.
Wally Whale: How far did you get?
Starla Grant: About the bus stop. Because Ranger Rick here called my dad.
Wally Whale: Damn. A cop from the get-go. You son of a bitch!
Starla Grant: You fucked up our fame and fortune there, Bill Pardy.
Bill Pardy: Yeah. Yeah, I guess maybe I did.

Slither - Rancher Theft Sparks Characters' Banter

Bill Pardy: Two nights ago, a mare was stolen from this property owned by Fitzgibbon. That rancher with the cleft palate?
Wally Whale: Yeah. I know that guy. He looks like a chipmunk.
Bill Pardy: Your mama weren't too proud when you came out neither, Wally.

Slither - Discussion on Lyme Disease and Its Effects

Jack McReady: Well, it's obvious the bastard's got Lyme disease.
Bill Pardy: What?
Jack McReady: Lyme disease. You touch some deer feces and then you eat a sandwich without washing your hands, you got your Lyme disease.
Bill Pardy: And that makes you look like a squid?
Jack McReady: Well, fuck you all for laughing.

Slither - Unexpected Confession in a Small Town

Jack McReady: Town Council lit a Roman candle, stuck it up my ass!
Bill Pardy: Jack, your leisure activities ain't my business.

Slither - Unexpected Insults Among Friends

Wally Whale: Surprised you're able to lift a mug, you've been carrying that torch for so long.
Bill Pardy: Oh, that reminds me of something I want to tell you.
Wally Whale: What's that?
Bill Pardy: Fuck you, fat ass.

Slither - Unexpected Reaction to Disturbing Situation

Bill Pardy: Well, now that is some fucked up shit.

Slither - Tested Patience in Challenging Circumstances

Bill Pardy: My easygoing nature is getting sorely fucking tested.

Slither - Bill's Opinion on Grant's Affinity for Dogs

Bill Pardy: I reckon Grant ain't got one of them puppy calendars on his desk. He just don't strike me as a real dog lover, is all.

Slither - Unexpected Comparisons in Unusual Circumstances

Bill Pardy: Grant looks like a squid, don't know where he's gonna hide... Seaworld maybe.

Slither - Reflections on Hunting and Joylessness

Bill Pardy: I will never understand what joy a grown man gets using a $1,000 weapon to blow the face off a cute little deer.