Austin Powers In Goldmember Apr 2026

Suddenly, the floor hissed open. Out rose Dr. Evil in a hover-chair, clutching a tiny, golden-furred kitten. "Don't forget about me, Austin. I’ve reached a deal with Goldmember. He gets the moon, and I get... one trillion dollars ! Or at least a very generous gift card to Starbucks."

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!" 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!" Suddenly, the floor hissed open

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. "Don't forget about me, Austin