You think Ryan Reynolds got this far on a superior acting method?
You’d do it for Randolph Scott!
Hey! It’s Enrico Pallazzo!!
I don’t speak that.
I am fluent in over six million forms of communication and can readily—"
I’ll bet you write beautiful letters.
And he’ll get all the great women.
Are you trying to impress me Finch? Because it ain’t gonna work.
I find your lack of faith disturbing.
I’m gonna build me a chapel.
A man, he gives wood… bricks. In time, what does he get? A chapel… a place where his children can receive the sacraments. To these men, for their children to have faith, it is important.
Our patron, Beryl of Sussex, was a simple shepherdess. One afternoon she saw a vision
in the sky which beckoned her. Dropping her crook, she leapt towards the vision…
which, ever receding and ever beckoning, urged her upwards… until she disappeared
into the clouds. This miracle was witnessed by a two-year-old child… who ran to the spot and picked up Beryl’s shoes that had fallen to the Earth. That child founded this order…
whose Sisters have taken a vow of silence… until such time as Beryl of Sussex is canonized… and recognized by the people of the world for her tremendous feat.
At some point or another I want to stop and get hold of a child. To tutor it in the ways of righteousness, and procure some uncontaminated urine. This is a device enabling the drunken driver to operate in absolute safety. You fill this with piss, take this pipe down the trouser and sellotape this valve to the end of the old chap. Then, you get horrible drunk, and they can’t fucking touch you. According to these instructions, you refuse everything except a urine sample. You undo your valve, give them a dose of unadulterated child’s piss, and they have to give you your keys back. Danny’s a genius.
What happened to the Danny Zuko I met at the beach?
I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
It’s amazing what you can do with a cheap piece of meat if you know how to treat it.
Secret’s in the sauce.
Hey, Stifler, how’s the man chowder?
It tastes like… cheese sauce. Yum.
Please sir, I want some more.