

Harold: Did Doogie Howser just steal my ****ing car? Kumar: Yes. Harold: Dude, what is the deal with Neil Patrick Harris? Why is he so horny? Harris: Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry. Hurry up, dudes, hurry up! I'm losing wood. I'm gonna see if I can get some directions. The Doogie line always works on strippers. Come on, dudes, let's pick up some trim at a strip club. Harris: Yeah, I've been craving burgers, too-fur burgers. We've been craving these burgers all night. Forget White Castle, let's go get some pussy! Harold: Huh? Harris: It's a ****ing sausage fest in here, bros. We've just been driving around looking for White Castle but we keep getting sidetracked. We've been having a pretty crazy, night, too. I was at this party earlier tonight and some guy hooked me up with this incredible "X"-next thing I know I'm being thrown out of a moving car.
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Harold: Neil, you wouldn't happen to know how to get on the highway from here, would you? Harris: Dude, I don't even know where the **** I am right now. Kumar: Yes! Yes! I knew you had it in you dude! I need that feeling! Kumar: Are you saying what I think you're saying? Harold: We gotta go to White Castle. The feeling that comes over a man when he gets exactly what he desires. Kumar: What? A Hot Dog Heaven super chili cheese dog? Harold: No. You bring this filth in here?! What is this ****?!

Reilly: Secure the book! Palumbo: Book is secure. Stop resisting! We need back up now! He's got a gun! Tarik: That's not a gun, that's a book. Reilly: He's trying to break free! Get him! Tarik: Aw, ****. Martone: Hey! Jackson's trying to escape! Tarik: What are you talking about? I'm just sitting here. Kumar: Harold: Hey Kumar! Kumar! Where are you-? Harold: Kumar! Still in jail, asshole! Come here! Kumar: Hey, what's that smell? Harold: What smell? Kumar. Harold: Jesus Christ, what'd you do that for?! Kumar: I'm ****ing starving! I figured I'd bust you out and we'd go get some burgers. Kumar: Rold? Is that you? Harold: Kumar? Kumar: Hey, are the cops still here? Harold: What the hell are you doing? Kumar: I just called and made up some story about a shooting in Millbrook Park. Kumar: What is that? Some fortune cookie? Harold: The universe tends to unfold as it should. In the end, the universe tends to unfold as it should. I learned a long time ago that there's no sense gettin' all riled up every time a bunch of idiots give you a hard time. People have been messin' with me my whole life. I'm fat, black, can't dance, and I have 2 gay fathers. Harold: I don't understand how you can be so calm about all this. What'd you do? Tarik: I kept sayin': "I understand I'm under arrest. So he starts beatin' me with his gun, telling me to stop resisting arrest.

I told him, "I haven't even been to Newark in months". Now, evidently, a black guy robbed a store in Newark. Wanna know what happened? Tarik: I was walkin' out of a Barnes and Noble, and the cop stops me. Those black mother won't get away with this, a'right?! So, falls to all y'all! Okay?! So you can suck my !ĭialogue Harold: So, what are you in here for? Tarik: For bein' black.
