What do you expect to happen?
Failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure. That’s the story of my life, you know. Two things have always been my downfall - I have always been the most failure of anybody, and I’m too thin.
SHUT UP!!! We did not lose Vietnam. It was a tie!
Goooooood morning, Vietnam!
And what a lovely morning!
Sometimes you can just smell a horrendously shitty day on the way, can’t you?
Lock her in the closet, we must remain on schedule. OUR DAY HAS COME!
See you next Tuesday.
If it’s Tuesday, this must be Belgium.
Wind’s in the east, mist coming in, / Like somethin’ is brewin’ and bout to begin. / Can’t put me finger on what lies in store, / But I fear what’s to happen all happened before.
Good-bye, Deja Vu. I’ll always remember you.
I don’t even know who I am.
Why, you’re Dolly Dimple, the world’s greatest female basketball player!
(Have to give you the visual for this one: It’s an Abbott and Costello movie, and Costello’s in a blonde wig playing in a college girls’ basketball game. He’s just gotten conked on the head and forgotten his true identity…)
Mr. Carlisle, I’m an actress. I’m a character actress. I can play it any way you want.
Just what the world needs, another actress.
She’s just a sex bomb.
For years, women have been ridiculed, pampered, chucked under the chin. I ask you, on behalf of us all, be fair to the fair sex.
Gee, get that lingo? A gentlemen would never insinuate that one of the fair sex might be lacking in honor, your Honor.
I was a better man with you as a woman than I ever was with a woman as a man.
It’s hard for a man to be looked at by a woman. Women are used to it, of course, but for a man to submit to a woman’s gaze - it’s unsettling.