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: I guess, something inside of me died, when I realized that you'd hired a goon to kill me. Marylin Rexroth
: Wait a minute. You hired him to kill me. Freddy Bender
: No. Both of you wait a minute. Nobody hired anyone to kill anyone. Wrigley
: Hear, hear. Freddy Bender
: Apparently, from what I can gather, a burglar broke into your house. Wrigley
: Miles's house. Freddy Bender
: Whatever. A burglar broke in intending to loot the place, uh, repented, became despondent over his lifestyle and shot himself.
: Uh, I'll just have a, um, salad, please. Um, baby field greens. Nero's Waitress
: What did you call me? Wrigley
: Uh, no, I-I... I-I didn't call you anything. Nero's Waitress
: You want a salad? Wrigley
: Yeah. Do you... Do you have a, uh, green salad? Nero's Waitress
: What the fuck color would it be?
: Have you sat before her before? Miles Massey
: No. No, the judge sits first. Then we sit. Rex Rexroth
: Well, have you sat after her before? Wrigley
: Sat after her before? You mean, have we argued before her before? Miles Massey
: The judge sits in judgment. The counsel argues before the judge. Rex Rexroth
: So, have you argued before her before? Wrigley
: Before her before, or before she sat before? Rex Rexroth
: Before her before. I said, before her before. Wrigley
: No, you said before she sat before. Rex Rexroth
: I did at first, but... Miles Massey
: Look, don't argue. Rex Rexroth
: I'm not. I'm... Wrigley
: No, you don't argue. We argue. Miles Massey
: Counsel argues. Wrigley
: You appear. Miles Massey
: The judge sits. Wrigley
: Then you sit. Miles Massey
: Or you stand in contempt. Wrigley
: And then we argue. Miles Massey
: The counsel argues. Rex Rexroth
: Which you've done before. Miles Massey
: Which we've done before. Rex Rexroth
: Ah. Wrigley
: But not before her.
: Why are we eating here? Nero's Waitress
: What's his problem? Miles Massey
: Just bring him an iceberg lettuce and a mealy tomato wedge smothered with French Dressing. Nero's Waitress
: And for you? Miles Massey
: Ham sandwich on stale rye bread. Lots of mayo, easy on the ham. Nero's Waitress
: Slaw Cup? Miles Massey
: What the hell.
: What do you think? Miles Massey
: What are they, ladles? Wrigley
: Berry spoons. Miles Massey
: Spoons? Wrigley
: Berry spoons. Everybody has spoons. Miles Massey
: And nobody *needs* berry spoons. Wrigley
: Everybody eats berries. Miles Massey
: Who are you, Pollyanna? Where'd you see 'em at? A Martha Stewart catalog right next to the silver napkin rings? Stadium seat ass-warmers?
: Who needs a home when you've got a colostomy bag?
: Attila the Hun. Ivan the Terrible. Henry the Eighth. What do they have in common? Wrigley
] Middle name?
[Wheezy Joe has just accidentally shot himself
: Told him it was no go...
: Rex, sit!
[the two are sneaking into what used to be Miles' house, now Marylin's, to find Wheezy Joe
] Miles Massey
: Looks like she's gone... looks like she bought it. Wrigley
: Good stuff! There's no one here. Miles Massey
: Except for the rottweilers.
[Uncaps and shakes his can of mace
: Sure, rottweilers.
[Also uncaps and shakes his can of mace
] Miles Massey
: Go that way.
[They sneak away in opposite directions
: Who are you looking for? Miles Massey
: Tenzing Norgay. Wrigley
: Tenzing Norgay? That's someone she slept with? Miles Massey
: I doubt it. Tenzing Norgay was the Sherpa that helped Edmund Hillary climb Mt. Everest. Wrigley
: And Marilyn knows him? Miles Massey
: No, you idiot. Not the Tenzing Norgay. Her Tenzing Norgay. Wrigley
: I'm not sure that I actually follow that. Miles Massey
: Few great accomplishments are achieved single-handedly, Wrigley. Most have their Norgays. Marilyn Rexroth is even now climbing her Everest. I wanna find her Norgay. Wrigley
: But how do you determine which of the people on here are... Miles Massey
: How do you spot a Norgay? Wrigley
: Yeah. Miles Massey
: You start with the people with the funny names.
: Your Honor, I call Heinz, the Baron Krauss von Espy. Bailiff
: Heinz, the Baron Krauss von Espy. Guard #1
: Heinz, the Baron Krauss von Espy! Guard #2
: Heinz, the Baron Krauss von Espy! Guard #3
: Heinz, the Baron Krauss von Espy! Freddy Bender
: Problem? Marylin Rexroth
: Puffy. Guard #4
: Heinz, the Baron Krauss von Espy! Wrigley
: Tenzing Norgay.
: You had a guy break into her house and photograph her address book? Miles Massey
: No, Wrigley. I happened to let a man know that I was interested in her address book.
: Rex Rexworth kept everything. You win, no compromise. Isn't that what you wanted? Good God, Miles. What are you looking for? Miles Massey
: I don't know.
: I intend to devote myself to pro-bono work in East Los Angeles, or one of those other... God bless you all. Wrigley
: I love you, man.
: Thank God you have the pre-nup. Miles Massey
: I have no pre-nup. Wrigley
: You have no pre-nup. Miles Massey
: I have no pre-nup. Howard D. Doyle
] You have no pre-nup. Wrigley
, Miles Massey