Brother this trip is going to make LSD feel like aspirin.
I know what you’re thinking, 'cause right now I’m thinking the same thing. Actually, I’ve been thinking it ever since I got here: Why oh why didn’t I take the BLUE pill?
We reached the Mediterranean. I wanted those waters to be blue, but they were black, nighttime waters, and how I suffered then, straining to recall the color that in my youth I had taken for granted.
There are two kinds of people - Greeks, and everyone else who wish they was Greek.
This… is… SPARTA!
I am Spartacus!
Good evening. I am Spartacus, the Goldmans’ butler.
- Honey Lemon: [Seeing Fred’s mansion for the first time] Freddy, this is your house?
- Go Go: I thought you live under a bridge.
- Fred: Well technically it belongs to my parents. They are in a vacay on the family island. We should go sometime.
Open that bridge, varmint! Open it, I say!
Speak friend and enter.
I wonder how long it would take for anyone to notice if I just stopped talking.
When you have to shoot, shoot. Don’t talk.
Will you shut up, I’m busy in here! [Sound of the toilet flushing]
I think it was the pâté.
Hey! I didn’t even eat the mousse.
I’m so hungry I could eat a shoe.
I’m so hungry I could eat a whole elephant.
What elephant?
It’s just Dumbo. I got him on loan from Disney.
Well, for crying out loud! When does anybody get to go to Disneyland with Walt Disney himself?