I do believe in spooks. I do believe in spooks. I do, I do, I do, I do, I do.
A girl can’t get married in flannel!
“Class isn’t something you buy. Look at you – you’ve got on a $500 suit and you’re still a low-life.”
“Yeah, but I look good.”
Elizabeth and I made love once. I just did it to see what it would be like with someone who looked like me.
Did ye make some unholy bond with that goat?
I miss my donkey.
You miss that kind of action, sir?
Hiyo, Silver! Away!
If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits 88 miles per hour, you’re going to see some serious shit.
Could you take the car out of neutral? We just got passed by a street sweeper!
And now my friend, the first-a rule of Italian driving. [Rips off his rear-view mirror and throws it out of the car]: What’s-a behind me is not important.
Well, how do you all feel now you have raped the American highways?
The first day of spring? Shit! It’s open season on the L.A. freeway!
I’d say that I had spring fever, but I know it isn’t spring.
My wife makes me take off my clothes in the garage. Then she leaves out a bucket of warm water and some soap. And then she douses everything in hand sanitizer after I leave. I mean, she’s overreacting, right?
That’s an interesting point. Come on, let’s get into character
The last time I flew here from L.A., George Clooney was sitting two seats in front of me. With those cuff links, and that… ridiculous chin. We ended up flying through this really bad storm. The plane started to rattle and shake, and everyone on board was crying, and praying. And I just sat there. Sat there thinking that when Sam opened that paper it was going to be Clooney’s face on the front page. Not mine. Did you know that Farrah Fawcett died on the same day as Michael Jackson?
Hey, come take a look at this storm system.
Even the Sharnadoes are tougher in New York.
I’m walkin’ here!