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Um, actually, there's a new version of the Moments List {at the risk of ducking flying objects], here's the Narnia Section.

SEASON SEVEN

#33 "THE SPOOFS OF NARNIA: THE LION, THE SURGEON, AND THE CLOSET"
Parody of Walden Media's Chronicles of Narnia "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe"

HALDIR: (eyes Tumnus) What's with the T-shirt?
ROMANO: Nudity ban. He's still half human so he has to be at least half dressed.
LEE: (as a centaur, posing) Can you imagine how freaked out the Cylons would be?
LILO: Oooh, can I have a horsey ride?
ROMANO: And the children are evacuated out of London and all four
Adama children stand with their mom. They are all wearing little
tags.
ROSLIN: Five.
ARCHIE: Lee isn't there.
ROSLIN: I was counting Stitch.
ROMANO: I stand corrected. The FIVE Adama children, one of whom has his tongue up his nose.

ROSLIN: NOOOOOO, DON'T TAKE MY CHILDREN AWAY!!!! (crying)
HALDIR: Houston, we have a problem.
ALL: (staring at Roslin)
ADAMA: Ehh....
LEE: (pushes his father forward) YOU take care of it. She's YOUR
wife.
ADAMA: (arguing) She's only been my wife for an hour or two. She
likes you. YOU do it.

LEE: I'll give you a horsey ride if you get on the train.
LILO: Cool!!! Let's go! (runs toward the train with Stitch)
NICKY: (crosses his arms) When?
LEE: When you get to the camp later.
NICKY: Oh. Okay. Bye, Mrs. Carter's mom!
ROSLIN: (watches them walk off, without even a backward glance)
It's a shame they're so broken up over it.
LEE: It worked, didn't it?

TUMNUS: (frowning) The script doesn't include a centaur in the
Train station.
ALL: (stare at Lee)
LEE: (poses)

--Everyone in the station takes pictures as Bill and Laura Adama pose
with their half-horse son--

ROMANO: Oh yeah. Okay, fun's over. Get the centaur out of the Train
station
and back into Narnia where he belongs!
ARCHIE: (sighs) The tabloids in London are going to be freaky for a
while.

EVELYN: No improper use of the dumb-waiter.
NICKY: Which one is he?

PENNY: (over the radio) nazi alien clone aircraft attempted to
carry out a number of air attacks on Great Britain last night.
However, due to a bunch of revenge-crazy Jews and English people, the
raids lasted a whole five minutes and managed to drop only one bomb
before they were all blasted out of the sky. Take that, you filthy
evil nazi SCUM!!! (maniacal laughter)

OREIUS: You came to Narnia in a CLOSET!?
SUSAN: It was a wardrobe.
CHRIS: Translation. Portable closet.

LILO: (as she enters Narnia) Wow, someone put little snow shrunken heads here.

SPIKE: Weird. Aslan banished all the Soulless Vampires and demons,
but he says nothing about the psychotic maniacs.
AUTHOR: Well if he banished all of THOSE, we'd have nobody LEFT!
Think about it.

LILO: Where's Narnia?
PIPPIN: You're standing on it.
LILO: (gasps) Oh no! (jumps back and starts digging at the snow on the ground) Couldn't you say something BEFORE I stepped on it?! Is it still there? Did I crush it?!

PIPPIN: Actually, you're standing IN Narnia.
LILO: (suspiciously) This isn't something icky I'll have to scrape off my shoes, is it? (checks the bottoms of her shoes)
PIPPIN: (sighs and turns her around) No, see all of this snow, the mountains all the land . . . every gruesome snowman; that is Narnia.

PIPPIN: So Miss Lilo and Mr. Stitch Adama, of the shining city of Stinky Weird Closet, in the wondrous land of Freaky Room, on the Vast continent of Rick And Evy's House, how would it be if you came and had tea with me?

TUMNUS: Eh, that IS my home, and—
SVEN: So if they break something—(pause) Nobody will notice, because after Harley and the Neverwolves get done, it won't show anyway!

LILO: My father's fighting in a war. (pause) So was my oldest brother, before he became half horse.
PIPPIN: And they call MY family weird.

PIPPIN: Are you familiar with any Narnian lullabies?
LILO: (pointedly) Did Elvis do any?
ROMANO: I sincerely doubt it.
LILO: Then no.

PIPPIN: The White Witch made me!
ROMANO: That's my WIFE you're calling a witch, there, pal!
PIPPIN: So does this mean she's the White Surgeon?
SVEN: No you can't say that. It's racist! You have to call her the Caucasian Surgeon.
ARCHIE: Ah, the future. Land of the politically correct.

PIPPIN: (holds out the soaking handkerchief between two fingers) Here.
LILO: (steps back, making a face) No, you can keep it. Really, it's all snotty anyway.
PIPPIN: (tosses it backwards, where it ends up stuck to the lamp-post)
HALDIR: That's nasty.
ROMANO: Chisel it off. We need it later. You can put it in a baggie or something.

Authors

+ Evilspoofauthor1Sven
+ Evilspoofauthor2Cassi
+ Insane Dragoness