Help, there’s a bear loose in my apartment, help!
Hey, there, it’s Yogi Bear!
Hey hey hey, it’s Fat Albert!
Fat? He was the Magic Mountain! He threw me into one of my frenzies. I went beserk and kicked his door open, so they threw me out and told me never to come back again. I was willing to pay for it. I just wanted to talk to him. You know how I am.
You can stay at my place 'til you get something sorted out, if you want. I won’t be in your way; I’m going up north for a few days.
He’s making a list, and checking it twice.
Read it.
Am I supposed to be a man? Am I supposed to say “It’s okay, I don’t mind, I don’t mind?” Well, I mind. I mind big time! And you know what the worst part is? I never learned to read!
Read 'em and weep.
How’d you know I was bluffing? I didn’t do any of my tells. I didn’t shuffle my cards, I didn’t pull my hair, I didn’t even flick my teeth.
You didn’t say “God bless you” when I sneezed.
I didn’t want you to do anything rash.
I gots to know.
“‘To be or not to be,’ that is the question that preoccupies our people, Captain Kirk. We need breathing room.”
“Earth, Hitler, 1938.”
“I beg your pardon?”
Nobody ever invented a polite word for a killin’ yet.
Fill your hand, you sonofabitch!
In my mind there is no doubt the hand is walking around.
Thing, stop that!
That’s it - the Thing. Yeah, you think this is bad, you should have seen him before!
It’s been a very revealing ten seconds, Harold.