You know how it is, Mr. Fox. You’re out late one night, looking for kicks; someone’s passing out the weaponized hallucinogens…
Oh, God. Did you eat all this acid?
Remind me to tell you about the time I looked deep into the heart of an artichoke.
Oh Deep Thought computer, the task we have designed you to perform is this. We want you to tell us… The Answer.
Corn goes in one end and profit comes out the other.
Your son made it, Mama. He’s a success.
Made it, Ma! Top of the world!
Adrian! We did it!
Where’s your hat?
Take your hat off … if you want to.
-“BB”-
Well, maybe not out, but certainly being handed your hat.
Hats. Okay? Hats. If I ever see a hat on a bed in this house, man, like you’ll never see me again. I’m gone.
Oh, Paulie. Won’t see him no more.
The mind sees what it chooses to see.
Who you gonna believe – me, or your own eyes?
What’s that watermelon doing there?
What knockers!
What did you say?!
Baby talk gibberish.
Yeah, that’s easy for you to say.