Stanley Spadowski: "These floors are dirty as hell, and
I'm not gonna take it any more!"
[As in _The Treasure of the Sierra Madre_ (qv)] Raul Hernandez:
Badgers? Badgers? We don't need no stinking badgers!
R.J. Fletcher: This is an embarrassment. A disgrace. What
do you think R.J. Fletcher Senior would be saying if he
were alive today? Richard Fletcher: "Help me out of this
box, I can't breathe in here! Help, let me out!"
Stanley Spadowski: George? What's the matter? George Newman:
Stanley, you don't want to know. Stanley Spadowski: Huh?
Why did I ask?
George Newman: I need a drink. Bob: You don't drink. George
Newman: Yeah, but I've been meaning to start.
[Watching a cartoon.] Stanley Spadowski: Watch out, Mr.
Coyote! ...Aww.
Crazy Ernie: If nobody comes down here and buys a car in
the next hour, I'm gonna club this baby seal. That's right.
I'm gonna club this seal to make a better deal. You know
I'll do it, to, cause I'm crazy.
George Newman: Lesbian Nazi Hookers Abducted by UFOs and
Forced Into Weight Loss Programs---all next week on Town
Talk!
Stanley Spadowski: I'm thinkin' of something orange. Something
orange. Give up? It's an orange! [laughs] Ok, now I'm thinkin'
of something blue. Something bluuuuuue.
[After losing his thumb in a table saw] Joe Earley: Can
you believe this? Would you look at that? Just call me "Mr.
Butterfingers." I think it's on the floor somewhere. Is
my face red!
Bob: I don't know about this, George. We don't know the
first thing about what goes on in a television station.
George Newman: Don't worry, Bob. It's just like working
in a fish-market. Except you don't have to clean and gut
fish all day.
[In the "Spatula City" advertising commercial] Sy Greenblum:
Hello, this is Sy Greenblum, president of Spatula City.
I like the spatulas so much, I bought the company.
Raul Hernandez: Today we're teaching poodles how to fly!
