'C’mon Babe, why don’t we paint the town… And all that Jazz. I’m gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down… And all Jazz. Start the car I know a whoopie spot… where the gin is cold and the piano’s hot. It’s just a noisy hall, where there’s a nightly brawl… And all that Jazz.
When you’re a Jet, you’re a Jet all the way! from you first cigarette to your last dyin’ days.
Jenny was a Bluget, a girl pickpocket and a turtledove. A turtledove picks out a fine house, disguises herself as a housemaid and robs you blind. It takes a lot of sand to be a turtledove.
Take a tip from Bill Sikes
He can whip what he likes.
I recall, he started small
He had to pick-a-pocket or two.
[ my 2nd musical in a row ! ]
You never know what you’re going to find in someone’s pocket.
What… have I got… in my pocket?
I know what this is. This is an espresso machine. No, no no. It’s a snow cone maker, that’s what it is. Is it a water heater?
And what is this?
That’s cheese.
And what of this?
That’s cheese…
And this?
That’s cheese…
And what is this? Rice?
No that’s cheese, this is all cheese here.
But this say “Crackers”, this not cheese.
No Crackers is the brand, that’s cheese…
You know what they call a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in France?
- He ate eighty White Tower hamburgers?
- Oh yeah, you didn’t know? Thanksgiving night. Eighty-six he ate. Saw him later and said, Earl, your goal was eighty. Why eighty-six? He looked at me and said I got hungry.
Well, those cheeseburgers were only the beginning because a breakfast system is on its way to Swallow Falls. My forecast? Sunny… side up!
Yeah, three cheeseburgers, two large fries, two chocolate shakes and one large coke.
[—And some flapjacks.]
Too early for flapjacks?
Sure, sure, I heard of grits. I just actually never seen a grit before.
…and two hard boiled eggs.
You’re gonna need a bigger boat.
Jack, there’s a boat! Jack…
Here’s Johnny!
Excuse me, Johnny, I’ve got to hang up. We’re expecting a call from you any minute.
Tell me, Mr. Anderson, what good is a phone call when you are unable to speak?
You expect me to talk when all I could preserve is my own measly, worthless life? TOO BLOODY RIGHT, I’LL TALK! I’ll talk, I’ll talk, just try and stop me!