Austin Powers In Goldmember -

"I love goooold!" the Dutchman shrieked, his roller skates clicking against the marble floor. He was currently buffing a solid gold satellite dish with a chamois cloth. "And with this disco-ball-of-doom, I shall turn the moon into a giant nugget! It will be the ultimate bling, Austin!"

Austin adjusted his thick-rimmed glasses and struck a pose. "You’re late to the party, Johann. The moon is for lovers and cheese, not for your kinky smelting habits! It’s shagadelicly irresponsible!" Austin Powers In Goldmember

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

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!" It will be the ultimate bling, Austin

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

He blew a sharp, funky blast. The satellite dish didn't explode—instead, it began to emit a high-frequency version of "Stayin' Alive." The rhythm was so infectious that Goldmember began to uncontrollably perform a rhythmic gymnastics routine.