Karl: Reckon what you like to eat in there?
Frosty Cream Employee: Well, the French fries are pretty good.
Karl: French fried potaters?
Frosty Cream Employee: Yeah, French fries. They’re .60 for medium and .75 for large.
Karl: 'Reckon I’ll have me some of the big 'uns.
I guess that’s about 50 cents a rib, huh?
Seven and a half cents doesn’t buy a heck of a lot.
I would gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today.
Welcome to Goodburger Home of the Goodburger. Can I take your order?
Orders are nobody can see the Great Oz! Not nobody, not nohow!
I ORDER you to be quiet!
(Hey! I got cake!)
Forget it cake-eater! If you wanna play, play with yourself!
(Bravo! with the cake quote, llikewise!)
BIP:
Stop playin’ with yourself, Hooper.
Warriorrrrssss! Come out to PLAAAAAY-YAAAAAAAAAAY!
It looks like an insane asylum opened up and all the inmates were allowed to play.
A lady always knows when it’s time to leave
Remember, you’re fighting for this woman’s honor, which is probably more than she ever did.
Will you not champion me?
We don’t need another hero.
To a New Yorker like you, a hero is some type of weird sandwich, not some nut who takes on three Tigers.
I’d rather face a tiger any day than the sort of things the critics said about your last book.
It’s the eye of the tiger. It’s the thrill of the fight.
C’mon, stop trying to hit me, and hit me!
This is not a chawade.