Since no-one seems to have mentioned it yet:
ER - A cancer-riddled Dr Greene plucks a splinter from the infant finger of his very last patient, and just saunters out with a smile at the end of his very last shift. No fuss, no muss, just lots of viewer tears.

Joss Whedon just squeaks in ahead of Oswald, with 394.

I will defend Zimmer's two-note Batman riff from "Batman Begins" until the day I fake my own death and hole up in an extensive cave system with the city's disaffected youth, training them into an army to bring sense to a world plagued by worse than criminals.

He figured that the man who won't wear a hat, doesn't need a head.

It worked like gangbusters in Casino Royale.

Oppressively cheerful, perpetually cake-baking Superman.

"I'm the goddamn Superman."

When you say it like that, it gives me hope that Jon Peters might have gotten his Superman-wrassles-a-polar-bear scene into the movie after all.

"Fuck everything, we're doing 5 blades"
http://www.theonion.com/art…

Oh my god - imagine how powerful a Vegan Superman would be!

Good effort, @avclub-f4c079d9bc18a6928879f71f17878b7c:disqus , although it's savagely racist.

Someone got there way ahead of you with "Shining":
http://www.youtube.com/watc…

Didn't anyone ever tell you? There's one thing you never put in a fap -
if you're smart; if you value your continued existence; if you have any
plans about seeing tomorrow - there's one thing you never,
ever, put in a fap…

@avclub-298673367c6de609ae5970ce1e699c50:disqus And a sexy assistant with a tennis racquet.

@Garrison: Effects houses in Central London are ten-a-penny.

We must never forget the horrors of the garbage-man civil war.

Speaking of which, I didn't spot a single one of the regulars this week. Leonard, Vicki, Garrett, Magnitude, Fat Neil - nowhere to be seen.
Are they being rationed after last week?

Martika opens her Kitchen on campus, and becomes Shirley's food-stand rival.

Not to mention Sophie Brie Hawkins.

Once he pops, he can't stop.