What a revoltin’ development this is!
I’m frying! I’m frying! I’m a done tom turkey! This is a shocking experience!
Flame on!
I think I smell fire across the street.
Listen! Do you smell something?
I love the smell of napalm in the morning.
Oh, what a beautiful mornin’!
Oh, what a beautiful day!
I’ve got a beautiful feelin’
Everything’s goin’ my way.
Always look on the bright side of life.
You’re a pretty bright boy, aren’t ya?
Oh! My big giant blue head!
“Sam Gamgee, your legs are too short, so use your head!”
You’re just in time to have your head cut off.
Off with her head!
He was driving in the Yukon, in a pink convertible, to visit his brother who’s an ex-con named Frances, when a tractor trailer comes along and decapitates him. You know what that mean, it means he doesn’t have a head. How am I suppose to write for a guy who doesn’t have a head?
Provo’s Privy. It does sing!
God almighty, you guys smell like you fell into a dung heap!
You have a 30 minutes to hit the showers and get to class. Let’s go! Move it! Move it! Move it!
“Is there any improper suggestion of nudity in this, uh, murder in the shower scene?”
"She won’t be nude, she’ll be wearing a shower cap.”
He also said that if that is the case, you’ll be dining with the crew. And you’ll be naked.
Linda, next time you put something on, like I told you to put on!