Austin Powers In Goldmember -

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.

"Careful, Mini-Me! He’s got the mojo!" Austin dodged the tiny terror with a flamboyant spin. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his secret weapon: a vintage 1970s disco whistle. Austin Powers In Goldmember

As the villains retreated, Austin straightened his cravat. Foxxy Cleopatra dropped from the ceiling on a silk rope, striking a pose. "You did it, Sugar. You saved the moon." He blew a sharp, funky blast

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!" He’s got the mojo