“You create a picture in your mind’s eye.”
“That’s not easy for him. His mind gets in the way.”
You imbeciles mind your Ps and Qs. There’s a lady in the room.
You’re gonna have to answer to the Coca-Cola Company.
But I am gonna ask you questions. And every time you don’t give me answers, I’m gonna cut something off. And I promise you, they will be things you will miss!
I am going to count to three. There will not be a four.
Five is right out.
Well, the real Number 5, he malfunctioned and, well, let us just say that… we were separated from our jobs.
That’s seven, including when we first came in and you asked Mr. Vernon whether Barry Manilow knew that he raided his closet.
I can’t believe you’re late to your own raid. What a flake.
Sorry I’m late, guys, I was takin’ a crap.
A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins.
Mr Wizard! Get me the hell out of here!
They’re really late now, aren’t they, old wizard? Bad magic, isn’t it? And if they don’t show, you’ll know no more than you did before.
I don’t believe in magic, a lot of superstitious hocus-pocus.
YoU. . .SHALL NOT. . .PAAAASSS!
I have no quarrel with you, Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge.
I’m just uncomfortable about being on a rickety bridge over a boiling lake of lava!
Lava? Right here in L.A.?
You are in the center of what used to be Los Angeles.
There was an accident. About an hour ago, a small jet went down inside New York City. The President was on board.