Do yourself a favor and don’t think so much. It gives you premature wrinkles.
Look away, I’m hideous.
Hello handsome. You’re a good looking fellow, do you know that? People laugh at you, people hate you, but why do they hate you? Because… they are jealous. Look at that boyish face. Look at that sweet smile. Do you wanna talk about physical strength? Do you want to talk about sheer muscle? Do you want to talk about the Olympian ideal? You are a God. And listen to me, you are not evil. You… are… good.
It’s Dr. Evil. I didn’t spend six years in Evil Medical School to be called “mister,” thank you very much.
I said Michael Myers!
Well, there wasn’t enough time, Michael. There just wasn’t enough time.
Have we met before?
You know who you remind me of right now? You remind me of Peter. You know who Peter was?
Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.
That’s the problem with men of steel. There’s never one around when you want one.
I’ve always depended on the kindness of strangers.
People are dumb, panicky dangerous animals and you know it.
You yell barracuda, everybody says, “Huh? What?”
Hell, boy, I don’t think you understand what we got here - man-eating fish, deadly chemicals polluting the sea, and our own little jerkwater chemical plant is responsible for all of it!
TGRI! I knew it! I knew there was something else going on with those guys!
If a girl in my own class gives me her father’s check for her and her brother, I have to believe it’s good don’t I? Unless you want me to have a suspicious nature.
Now how do you want to work this? Flat rate or percentage?
You know what - contracts are like hearts, they are made to be broken.
Okay. Pork belly prices have been dropping all morning, which means that everybody’s waiting for it to hit rock bottom so they can buy cheap and go long. Which means that the people who own the pork belly contracts are goin’ bat-shit.
Money’s only something you need in case you don’t die tomorrow…