Eliot Draison:
It's a pterodactyl egg. It's fossilized. It's ninety million years old. In the entire world, only two of these have ever been found.
Harry Crumb:
You know, that may be worth something.
Harry Crumb:
I am Djour Djilios.
Suki's Salon Receptionist:
Could you spell that please?
Harry Crumb:
I don't think so. Try it with a "D".
Helen Downing:
Back then, dinner and a movie might have gotten you into some girl's panties, but it's gonna take a lot more than that to get into mine.
Harry Crumb:
My reputation precedes me. Otherwise I'd be late for all my appointments.
Mikki Downing:
Look at her. Isn't she perfect?
Harry Crumb:
Well, I wouldn't say perfect. I mean, look at the size of her head. She must be enormous.
[
pause]
Harry Crumb:
But easy to find.
Mrs. MacIntyre:
[
looking at photos of her husband cheating on her] You idiot! These pictures are of me!
[
Harry Crumb falls backwards in his chair]
Harry Crumb:
What? Let me see those.
Mrs. MacIntyre:
Give them here.
Harry Crumb:
Not so fast. I've had my eye on you for a while, lady. I knew you were up to something, and here's my proof: it was you who was having an affair with your husband all along!
Mrs. MacIntyre:
What?
Harry Crumb:
I've uncovered some pretty low schemes in my time. But secretly hiring me to take pornographic pictures of you and your sleazball husband is as low as it gets!
Mrs. MacIntyre:
I don't belive this!
Harry Crumb:
Belive what you want, lady. But don't belive it here.
Mrs. MacIntyre:
You are a poor excuse for a human being!
Harry Crumb:
Says you!
Helen Downing:
I hate being poor.
Vince Barnes:
Agh... we've still got each other babe. - singing - They say our love won't pay the rent; before its earned our money's all been spent. I got you babe... woah, hey, now... I got you babe.
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