We don't have none of this stuff in the boy's room! Wait a minute! We don't got none of this... we don't got doors on the stalls in the boy's
room, we don't have, what is this? What's this? We don't have a candy machine in the boy's room!
"Had my dream again where I'm making love, and the Olympic judges are watching. I'd nailed the compulsories, so this is it, the finals. I got a
9.8 from the Canadians, a perfect 10 from the Americans, and my mother, disguised as an East German judge, gave me a 5.6. Must have been the
dismount."
"What's the matter, you too good for this ten dollars? Huh? You too good for it? It's a good ten dollars. Know somethin' Mikey? You make me
laugh. You know that? "
"You son of a bitch, I'm right behind you! Turn around and ASK me for a Heffer with cheese, yo! Why you gotta make me feel inferior because I'm
workin' the grill, B? Damn!"
"This crop stuff is just about a bunch of nerds who never had a girlfriend their whole lives. They're like thirty now. They make up secret codes and
analyze Greek mythology and make secret societies where other guys who never had girlfriends can join in. They do stupid crap like this to feel
special. It's a scam. Nerds were doing it twenty five years ago and new nerds are doing it again."
I don't care if you drove through a mountain in Texas. This is New Jersey, and when you play my... when you play my joint, you're just another
act. I want some music out'a you characters!
"Jeff, you know if someone came in here, they wouldn't believe what they'd see? You and me with long faces plunged into despair because we find
out a man didn't kill his wife. We're two of the most frightening ghouls I've ever known."
"Yes, I've heard. Kills men by the hundreds. And if HE were here, he'd consume the English with fireballs from his eyes, and bolts of lightning
from his arse."