The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but me and Pippi Longstocking... I mean, what would the children look like?

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Uh... yeah, Brain, but where will we get rubber pants our size?

BRAIN:Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
PINKY:I think so, but where will we find an open tattoo parlor at this time of night?

BRAIN: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
PINKY: I think so, Brain, but burlap chafes me so.

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so Brain, but if you replace the P with an O, my name would be Oinky, wouldn't it?

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so Brain... but do I really need 2 tongues?

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so Brain, but why would anyone want a depressed tongue?

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but if they called them "sad meals" no one would buy them.

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but then it'd be Snow White and the Seven Samurai...

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but how are we going to make pencils that taste like bacon? Or maybe we should make bacon that tastes like pencils. Narf.

THE BRAIN: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so Brain, but Zero Mostel times anything will still give you Zero Mostel.

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but how will we get the Spice Girls into the paella?

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so Brain, but... Kevin Costner with an English accent? I dunno.

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Well, I think so Brain, but balancing a family, and a career? Ooh, it's all too much for me.

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Well, I think so Brain, but isn't Regis Philbin already married?

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Well, I think so Brain, but if we didn't have ears, we'd look like weasels.

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so Brain, but pants with horizontal stripes make me look chubby.

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Um... I think so, Brain, but what if the chicken won't wear the nylons?

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so Brain, but if Jimmy cracked corn, and no one cares, why does he keep doing it?

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but we're already naked.

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but if we get "Sam spayed," we'll never have any puppies.

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Well, I think so, Brain, but I can't memorize a whole opera in Yiddish.

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so Brain, but the Rockettes, it's mostly girls, isn't it?

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but how will we get a pair of Abe Vigoda's pants?

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but can the Gummi Worms really live in peace with the Marshmallow Chicks?

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Wuh, I think so, Brain, but wouldn't anything lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but if the plural of mouse is mice, wouldn't the plural of spouse be spice?

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Yes Brain, but if our knees bent the other way, how would we ride a bicycle?

The Brain: Pinky, are you pondering what... you know.
Pinky: I think so, but... uh... something about a duck.

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering, Pinky?
Pinky: Wha, I think so Brain, but - *snort* No, no, it's too stupid.
The Brain: We will disguise ourselves as a cow.
Pinky: Narf. That was it *exactly*

The Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Woof, oh, I'd have to say the odds of that are terribly slim, Brain.
The Brain: True.
Pinky: I mean, really, when have I ever been pondering what you've been pondering?
The Brain: To my knowledge, never.
Pinky: Exactly. So, what are the chances that this time, I'm pondering what you're pondering?
The Brain: Next to nil.
Pinky: Well, that's exactly what I'm thinking, too.
The Brain: Therefore, you ARE pondering what I'm pondering.
Pinky: Poit, I guess I am.