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Well, sure. I watched my mom do it a lotta times. All’s you do is put the soap in, then turn it to where it says ‘on’, and then you sit down and wait for the bell to ring.
“At least you’ll get to live.”
“What’s my quality of life without skin?”
Gray. You said green men. A Reticulan’s skin tone is actually gray. They’re notorious for their extraction of terrestrial human livers.
What am I, chopped liver?
I’ll make the money back by selling one of my livers. I can get by with one.
There’s a liver not long for this world.
He’s afraid he might pass out on the bus and someone will harvest his organs.
Okay bus, do your stuff!
Liv. Liv! Get a bus! We need a bus! Officer down!
I wish everyone could see this, from the police officer’s POV. What kind of person chooses this as a profession?
It’s awkward having a policeman around the house. Friends drop in, a man with a badge answers the door, the temperature drops 20 degrees. You throw a party and that badge gets in the way. All of a sudden, there isn’t a straight man in the crowd. Everybody’s a comedian. ‘Don’t drink too much,’ somebody says, ‘or the man in the badge will run you in.’ Or, ‘How’s it goin’ Dick Tracy? How many jaywalkers did you pinch today?’ And then there’s always the one who wants to know how many apples you stole.
The manager got suspicious, and, well, long story short, they really do have a little jail in the mall.
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the jail."
Okay, that’s enough, Howard. The poor guy’s had a tough time. He had to spend the entire afternoon in jail wearing that suit.
Eh, Murdock, he’s tough. Like a piece of rawhide…that just got out of therapy.
Rupert Murdoch?
He owns Fox, and they cancelled Firefly.
“Fox…”
“Even my mother calls me Mulder.”