Good to know.
Leave It To Beaver.
You will be going undercover as high school students. You are here simply because you look young. You some Justin Beaver, Miley Cyrus-looking motherfuckers.
We’re not university material.
I just got off the telephone with Bill Rutherford. Apparently, you two had quite a meeting. “Princeton can use a guy like Joel.”
Will you be heading back to Princeton after the hearing, sir, or can I persuade you to stay on for a day or two?
I’ll stay a week or two
I’ll stay the whole year through
But I am telling you
I must be going.
But, as my plastic surgeon always said: if you gotta go, go with a smile.
Close your mouth, Michael. We are not a codfish.
I know it was you, Fredo. You broke my heart. You broke my heart!
Never hate your enemies. It affects your judgment.
In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him.
Hey, Helen, it looks like I cured your agoraphobia!
Are you a doctor of divinity or a doctor of medicine?
Dammit, man! I’m a doctor, not a physicist!
Are you a man or a mouse? I mean a woman or a wouse?
Are you a hen or a house?
You’re ghostin’ us, motherfucker. I don’t care who you are back in the world.
Guess I picked the wrong week to quit amphetamines.
None of those drugs have been approved by the FDA.