Ah, deep sustained booming sounds. Around nine, nine-fifteen.
Pow! Bam! Bop!
I’ve had all the rough-house I can put up with around here.
Next vacation I must really go somewhere else!
Yeah! Don’t go to England!
You leave town tonight, right now. And when you’re gone, you stay gone, or you be gone. You lost all your L.A. privileges.
I want you to go out, I want you to get yourself a new swimsuit, 'cuz you and I are going to Catalina. I’m on the verge of wrapping up this case!
You want to know something funny? You actually made me think about the law. I managed to go through three years of law school without doing that.
You teach yourselves the law, but I train your minds. You come in here with a skull full of mush; you leave thinking like a lawyer.
Now we’ll talk all day if you want to. But, come sundown, there’s gonna be two things true that ain’t true now. One is that the United States Department of Justice is goin’ to know what in the good Christ - e’scuse me, Angie - is goin’ on around here. And the other’s I’m gonna have somebody’s ass in muh briefcase.
In every class, there’s always one joker who thinks that he’s smarter than me.
Wait’ll they get a load of me.
Oh, I was a courteous Southern boy that did what he was told. Responsible… normal… dull.
Garden-variety Manic Depressive. Tedious, very tedious.
The secret garden is always open now. Open, and awake, and alive. If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.
He died. He died in a bizarre gardening accident, some years back. It was really one of those things, it was…the authorities said, you know, best leave it unsolved.
I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.
“He’s lost his mind.”
“I don’t think so!”
This man wishes to be accorded the same privilege as a sponge. He wishes to think!
Come on, SpongeBob, join me and we’ll be rich and powerful until I eventually betray you!