How ‘bout double or nothin’?
So, here’s my proposition: you have thirty days in which to spend thirty million bucks. If you can do it, you get three hundred million!
Man I thought you were an amateur, but you a real pro.
Just wondering… what makes you worth a hundred thousand dollars?
Ooh, baby, you are so talented!
Men would pay $200 for me, and here you are turning down a freebie. You could get a perfectly good dishwasher for that.
Fifty bucks, Grandpa. For seventy-five, the wife can watch.
Fifty bucks never killed anyone.
Heh. I’d kill YOU for nothin’.
Please! This is supposed to be a happy occasion. Let’s not bicker and argue over who killed who.
You feelin’ lucky, punk?
Egon, this reminds me of the time you tried to drill a hole through your head. Remember that?
Well I got the shit kicked out of me in Wisconsin once. Forget it!
I have been stabbed, shot, poisoned, frozen, hung, electrocuted, and burned.
My goodness!
What if there is no tomorrow? There wasn’t yesterday.
Wanna make 14 dollars the hard way?
I got a bad feeling about this.
Well, it’s Groundhog Day… again…
Sell crazy someplace else, we’re all stocked up here.