I think I got a, a, an entertaining bug… from my grandfather… uh, Chaim Pearlgut, who was very very big in the, um, Yiddish, uh, theater, back in New York. He was in the, the very… the sardonically irreverent… “Dybbuk Shmybbuk, I Said ‘More Ham’”… and that revue I believe was 1914, and that revue was what made him famous. Incidentally, the song “Bubbe Made A Kishke” came from that revue.
You, you, you’re like New York, Jewish, left-wing, liberal, intellectual, Central Park West, Brandeis University, the socialist summer camps and the, the father with the Ben Shahn drawings, right, and the really, y’know, strike-oriented kind of, red diaper…stop me before I make a complete imbecile of myself.
Come on, Annie, think of something clever to say, huh? Something full of magic, religion, bullshit. Come on, dazzle me.
The sun’ll come out tomorrow, so you gotta hang on till tomorrow. Come what may. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow. You’re only a day away.
This one a long time have I watched. All his life has he looked away… to the future, to the horizon. Never his mind on where he was. Hmm? What he was doing. Hmph.
Brad, for 14 years I’ve been a whore for the advertising industry. The only way I could save myself now is if I start firebombing.
Smile when you say it.
You will have the good taste not to mention that I spoke to you, right?
Now, understand, Commander, that torpedo did not self-destruct. You heard it hit the hull. And I… was never here.
I am leaving soon, and you will forgive me if I speak bluntly. The Universe grows smaller every day, and the threat of aggression by any group, anywhere, can no longer be tolerated. There must be security for all, or no one is secure.
Excuse me, did WE come to YOUR planet and blow stuff up?
This is your thirty-fifth attempt to elicit an emotional response from me.
If I were human, I believe my response would be “go to Hell.” If I were human.
Oh, I’ve been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely.
Had your chance; muffed it. Good morning!
“Last chance… your place or mine?”
“Despite my rejection of most Judeo-Christian ethics, I remain, within the framework of the baseball season… monogamous.”
People don’t start playing ball at your age, they retire!
Aren’t grownup people just little children at heart?
We figured there was too much happiness here for just the two of us, so we figured the next logical step was to have us a critter.
Well it’s easy to love folly in a child.