Is this a legal argument - “What’s good for the gander”?
Prison life is structured - more’n some people care for.
Hi! My name’s Buzz, I got the fuzz, I make the elevator do what she does.
The Dude abides. I don’t know about you but I take comfort in that. It’s good knowin’ he’s out there. The Dude. Takin’ 'er easy for all us sinners. Shoosh. I sure hope he makes the finals.
What’s this guy supposed to be, the ultimate badass?
The more you look, the less you really know. It’s a fact, a true fact. In a way, it’s the only fact there is.
The heck do ya mean ?
Damn! We’re in a tight spot!
It’s working already: Waring Hudsucker is abstract art on Madison Avenue. What we need now is a new president who will inspire panic in the stockholder.
And furthermore, by way of endorsing my candidacy, the Soggy Bottom Boys are gonna lead us all in a rousing chorus of “You Are My Sunshine.”
You… fascinate me.
The goy? Who cares?
I didn’t blame anyone for the loss of my legs. Some Chinaman took them from me in Korea.
The Chinaman is not the issue here, Dude. I’m talking about drawing a line in the sand, Dude. Across this line, you do not … also, Dude, “Chinaman” is not the preferred nomenclature. Asian-American, please.
Well, ain’t this place a geographical oddity. Two weeks from everywhere!
Don’t be fatuous, Jeffrey.
I don’t pretend to be a critic, but Lord knows I have a gut, and my gut tells me it’s simply marvelous.
That sounds like something you ought to be telling your psychologist.
So you propose that, in spite of demonstrable infidelity on your part, your unoffending wife should be tossed out on her ear.