Any more at home like you?
You think beautiful girls are going to stay in style forever? I should say not! Any minute now they’re going to be out! Finished!
Why must a fellow want a girl like her - a frail and flimsy beauty?
Why can’t a fellow ever once prefer a usual girl like me?
What about Rudy from the Capri Lounge?
She’s too tall for him.
The tall one wants white bread, toasted, dry, with nothin’ on it.
I’d like an omelet, plain, and a chicken salad sandwich on wheat toast, no mayonnaise, no butter, no lettuce. And a cup of coffee.
I don’t need you to tell me how fucking good my coffee is, okay? I’m the one who buys it, I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping, she buys shit. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff because when I drink it, I want to taste it. But you know what’s on my mind right now? It ain’t the coffee in my kitchen…it’s the dead nigger in my garage!
The man ate bacon at every meal… you… you can’t do that!
It could start Zuckerman thinking about crunchy bacon.
That’ll do, Pig.
Sorry, Miss Piggy. But you’ve been replaced… Permanently!
It’s a Sicilian message. It means Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes.
Down here all the fish is happy, as off through the waves they roll.
I wish, I wish, I wish I were a fish.
The salmon mousse!
Darling, you didn’t use canned salmon.
Oh, that reminds me! Last year at the Salmon Run, my friend Bucky TOTALLY dared me, but I’d heard about this OTHER cub who stuck HIS tongue to an iceberg, and then he started to float away, and so to save him, they had to like rip off his tongue, and so, now he hath to tog like thith all a time!
Waiter, there is too much pepper on my paprikash. But I would be proud to partake of your pecan pie.
Have you ever tried shawarma? There’s a shawarma joint about two blocks from here. I don’t know what it is, but I wanna try it.