Bullet immunity. You have bullet immunity!
Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy. And ideas are bulletproof.
Tell me. How’s this mask work?
Villainy wears many masks, none so dangerous as the mask of virtue.
[Bart puts a black bra on his head]
[in the voice of a cartoon mouse] I’m the mascot of an evil corporation!
You know, Dr. Evil, I have always thought you were crazy, but now I can see you’re nuts.
Gwen Meighen: Nuts to the man in 21D.
Ruth: You said it.
There’s no point to being nuts if you can’t have a little fun with it.
You oughta know, honey, you just came out of the nuthouse.
Well, I’ve wrestled with reality for 35 years, Doctor, and I’m happy to state I finally won out over it.
Captain Benjamin L. Willard: I was sent on a classified mission, sir.
Colonel Walter E. Kurtz: It’s no longer classified, is it? Did they tell you?
Captain Benjamin L. Willard: They told me that you had gone totally insane, and that your methods were unsound.
Colonel Walter E. Kurtz: Are my methods unsound?
Captain Benjamin L. Willard: I don’t see any method at all, sir.”
Mr. Hunt, this isn’t mission difficult, it’s mission impossible. “Difficult” should be a walk in the park for you.
Has anybody seen Mike Hunt?
Mike! Mike, phone! Telephone! Mike! H-He’s coming… he’s coming right now. Hold on, please. Hold on.
Paging Mr. Herman! Mr. Herman, you have a telephone call at the front desk!
Paging Dr. Howard, Dr. Fine, Dr. Howard.
“What is it?”
It’s a big building with patients, but that’s not important right now.
I pulled off early today. Took your advice, went to a doctor about this ear. He says “you have an ear infection, ten dollars please”. So I says “I told you I had an ear infection, you give me ten dollars!” Well, that started an argument.