Hi, I’m here about the “Igor Wanted” ad. My name’s Igor. Well, of course it is. I have a hunch, what’s my name gonna be? Kevin?
She’s going to need a glass eye, Kevin!
Hey, Kev. Listen buddy, it’s easy to misunderstand something when you hear it out of context.
You’re not only wrong. You’re wrong at the top of your voice.
Go ahead and scream your head off! We’re miles from where anyone can hear you!
It’s 106 miles to Chicago. We got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it’s dark, and we’re wearing sunglasses.
We are the knights who say “Ni!”.
That duty I will solemnly obey, as knight and king.
Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government.
“He’s got a sword!”
“You idiots – We’ve ALL got swords!”
-“BB”-
Say hello to my little friend.
That’s not a knife; THIS is a knife.
Lucky I didn’t tell 'em about the dirty knife.
Clean… clean… cleanerific… cleanerino… close to godliness…
He’s a very clean old man.
It’s the old man from Scene 24.
He can act and he can sing and he can dance. There’s only one other person in the world who can do all that, and that’s Barbra Streisand.
So, what’s a dancer doing working as a welder?
A gay man who hates dancing lives in a sad lonely little world.
“Well, was there any particular aspect of the ballet which caught your imagination?”
“The dancin’.”