Robin Williams Live on Broadway (2002 TV Special)
[commenting on 9/11]
Robin Williams: When this whole thing happened, I thought the Statue of Liberty would change. Instead of "Give me your tired and your poor," it would be her with a baseball bat going "You want a piece of me."
Robin Williams: Congress recently approved the covert plan to assassinate Saddam Hussein. So what they've done is PUBLICLY approve the secret plan to assassinate Hussein. I wonder if he knows?
Robin Williams: Jesus was an only child, and thank God, because who would want to be Jerry, the brother of Christ?
Robin Williams: That's a tough gig. I'd imagine he ends up in a bar at the age of 30 going:
Robin Williams: "Yeah, I'm Jerry Christ, whoop dee doo. Jesus is a carpenter, I'm a plumber; you do the math! Yeah, I healed someone. Come here Spot, heel! Look at that!" And people tell me Jesus wasn't Jewish... of course he was Jewish! Thirty years old, single, living at home with his parents, come on. Working in his father's business, his mother thought he was God's gift, he's Jewish, *give it up!* It's an old tradition! And he was Jewish, and many of his Disciples were Jewish. But, for the Last Supper, would they not have gone out for Chinese? I think so.
Robin Williams: [Chinese accent] 'Welcome to Yahweh. Hold on one minute; no service, no sandals. Okay, you come in now. Twelve, all I got is two tables of six. Wait a minute, you all sit here by the window, but you all have to face this way.
[Reference to the Last Supper by DaVinci]
Robin Williams: Hold on! You are glowing, so I guess we don't need that lamp, that's very nice! And you've just turned a Szechwan chicken into a live chicken, you very good!'
Robin Williams: And that night, he said, "One of you shall betray me." And Peter said, "Is it me, Jesus?" And Jesus turned to him and said, "No, it is not you Peter." And Simon said, "Is it me, Jesus?" And Jesus said, "No, it is not you Simon." And Judas asked, "Is it me, Jesus?" And Jesus turned to him, and said,
Robin Williams: [Jesus with heavy sarcasm] *"Is it me, Jesus?"* And now you see two traditions beginning: Jewish sarcasm and Gentile humor. Together born! At that main moment!
Robin Williams: Osama Bin-Ladin is a six-foot-five Arab on dialysis... why is that so fucking hard to find?
Robin Williams: I know there's a cure for bio terrorism or whatever it is, and I know it lies within Keith Richards. He is the only man on the planet who can go "Anthrax?"
Robin Williams: All RIGHT... This'll go great with my e-coli" Keith is the only man who can make the Osbornes look fucking Amish.
[On "The Luge," a winter sport]
Robin Williams: What drunken, German gynecologist invented this sport? What guy went, "I want to dress like a sperm, shove an ice skate up my ass, and ride balls first down an ice chute. Ya. That would be fun." ?
Robin Williams: You have to remember, John Ashcroft is a man who LOST to a dead man in Missouri.
Robin Williams: We will all be dead and gone, but Keith
Robin Williams: will still be there with five cockroaches. He'll be going, "I smoked your uncle, did ya know that? Fucking crazy..."
Robin Williams: And what was in those packages? Pop-Tarts, peanut butter, and all you need is a honey-baked ham and you'll have a redneck Christmas.
Robin Williams: "Who dropped the honey-baked ham?"
[as redneck relative]
Robin Williams: "Shhh!!! Idiot!"
Robin Williams: This is brought to you by HBO, which is a subsidiary of Time Warner, also owned by America Online. You've got mail! I hope you don't have stocks.
Robin Williams: I can see it now: Osama bin Laden goes up to the gates of Heaven where George Washington comes out, says, "How dare you defile what I have created," and starts whaling on his ass, then 70 other members of the Continental Congress come out and start kicking the shit out of him. Osama will say, "Hey, wait! Where are my virgins?" "71 *Virginians*, you asshole!" "I must talk to Jesus Christ! Where is Jesus Christ?" And St. Peter goes, "Hey Jesus, did you call a cab? Come here!"
[combination of boos and cheers from audience]
Robin Williams: I heard it! Finally the PCs! We crossed the politically correct line! It was okay to beat the shit out of him, but don't do the ethnic joke!
Robin Williams: How Buddhist of you! Yes!
Robin Williams: [imitating Moses leading the Jews out of Egypt] 'Hello! Let's not wait for the bread to rise! Take the crackers and the skin off your penis, we're leaving!'
[as a Jewish citizen]
Robin Williams: 'Excuse me, why the skin off our penises?'
Robin Williams: 'We're traveling, people, you don't want sand in there. Let's go!'
Robin Williams: I have one question for the ladies: Do we look like this?
Robin Williams: [on the CIA's vague terror warnings] Every now and then, Rumsfeld will come out and say,
[very serious voice]
Robin Williams: "I don't know where. I don't know when. But something awful's going to happen. Thank you, that's all for today, no further questions." Well, could you give us a clue? What is this, the Central *Intuitive* Agency now? Are you working with Miss Cleo?
Robin Williams: [Miss Cleo's 'Jamaican' accent] 'Oh, no baby! I don't know where, I don't know when, but sometin awful's gonna happen! And definitely don't marry that fat man; he only wants you for your money, girl!'
Robin Williams: People are suing Miss Cleo for fraud. I'm like, "fucking duh!" What, do you need a blind tarot card reader before you go, 'Ah ha!' First of all, if she's a psychic, why does she need a fuckin' phone number, number one. Number two, and that fake Jamaican accent? If she was a real psychic, she'd be one of those Louisiana psychics, like, 'You gonna die! Come on now!' It's like buying hair care products by Cher. She's wearing a wig, you idiot! What you do, is you take that abdominal thing, that helps you lose weight while it shocks your fat ass sitting watching television. I'm getting six-pack-abs by knocking my testicles around! No, what you do, is you strap that to your head. And say, *I WILL NOT BUY STUPID SHIT FOR NO REASON!* Anymore!
Robin Williams: Get out of here, you goofy little Canadian bastard eh.
Robin Williams: Canada's like a loft apartment over a really great party.
Robin Williams: When did Ted Kennedy become Jabba the Hutt?
[commenting on the Swiss]
Robin Williams: Ya. The nice Germans. Or, as they call themselves, "the other white race."
[commenting on terrorists]
Robin Williams: We're dealing with fundamentalists... the Amish are fundamentalists, but they don't try and hijack a carriage at needlepoint. And, if you're ever in Amish country and you see a man with his hand buried in a horse's ass, that's a mechanic. Remember that.
Robin Williams: Two weeks ago, the Supreme Court banned the execution of retarded people. People in Texas are going, "Shit, where's the fun in that?" Man, they were zapping retarded people every other week. It would be like, "OK, go sit on Santa's lap, Timmy." BZZT.
Robin Williams: We could have had Jim Bob, the son of God.
Robin Williams: [talking about airport security] They take the knitting needles from the eighty-year-old woman, 'Why, cause I'm gonna knit an Afghan?' Give 'em to me! And they're patting the little boy down, and he's going, 'What are you doing? You're not a priest, let go of me!'
Robin Williams: [Audience cracks up and cheers, a few boos can be heard] I see! You've had a problem too, I guess. Father pats little boys down, like, 'Good game! Good game! Wash up Timmy, really wash up!' What they need, is a little shock collar for problem priests. 'You know Timmy, I think-Ow! Tommy, I-Ow, hurt me!' Or the automated confessional, could be fun. 'If this is a venal sin, press one. If this is a carnal sin, press two. If this is cardinal law, please stay on the line.' Cause you have to remember, it's not just a sin, it's a *felony!* So we have to keep track!
Robin Williams: [talking about the invention of golf] Here's my idea for a fucking sport. I knock a ball in a gopher hole. "Like pool" Fuck off pool, not with a straight stick, with a little fucked up stick. I whack a ball its goes in a gopher hole. "Oh you mean like croquet?" "Fuck croquet. I put the hole hundreds of yards away. Oh fuck of ya, "Oh like a bowling thing?" "Fuck no, Not straight I put shit in the way. Like trees and bushes and high grass. So you can lose you fucking ball. And go whacking away with a fucking tire iron. Whacking away, and each time you miss you feel like you'll have a stroke. Fuck that's what we'll call it, a stroke, cause each time you miss you feel like you're gonna fuckin die. Oh great, oh and here's the better part oh fuck this is brilliant. Right near the end I'll put a little flat piece with a little flag to give you fucking hope. But then I'll put a little pool and a sand box to fuck with your ball again. Ay, you'll be there cracking you ass, jacking away in the sand, "oh and you do this one time?" "Fuck no. 18 fucking times."
Robin Williams: For those playing the home game, this is called a Prince Albert. And I'm sure that was his last wish. I'm sure Albert said, "Victoria, I'm dying. I want you to name a museum, a performance hall, and a bolt through the cock after me."
Robin Williams: And now we find out, that Winston Churchill, one of the greatest orators of all time, may have been so fucked up on cognac and champagne, that he didn't do some of his great speeches. They were done by a man from the BBC who also did Winnie the Pooh. 'We will fight them on the beaches, in the air, on the land! Eeyore and Tigger!' And, he was fighting against Hitler! A man who a book recently declared was a homosexual, and I always thought *this* was a clue!
[does the Nazi Party salute]
Robin Williams: That and the leather and the dancing!
[goosesteps around stage]
Robin Williams: Notice this, my friends - W doesn't speak while Cheney's drinking water. Check that shit out.
Robin Williams: [talking about the '71 dark-haired virgins' being translated as '71 crystal-clear raisins'] Imagine some guy blows himself up and goes to the gates of Heaven saying 'Where are my bitches?' 'Here are your raisins!'
Robin Williams: [talking about Fundamentalists] In the beginning, Genesis, 'let there be light.' Could that be a metaphor for the Big Bang?
Robin Williams: 'No. God just went click.'
[imitates flipping a light switch]
Robin Williams: So you're saying we're all descended from Adam and Eve, we're all cousins?
[confident hillbilly voice]
Robin Williams: 'That's right!'
[imitates playing banjo]
Robin Williams: Michael Jackson's claiming racism, I'm like "Honey, you gotta pick a race first!" What, are you suing for mistreatment of elves, what are you saying? Girl, you gotta pick a gender too! You were Diana Ross, now you just left it all behind! Weren't you the one who said, 'Cut me, sue me, woo!' Movin' right along! And Michael, you're not, you're not a freak... you're just, surgically enhanced. And you've spent more money than the Vatican, so let's not talk about that right now! Shhhh! In Neverland, there's a sign that says, 'You must be this high to ride Michael!'
Robin Williams: [Audience cracks up at this mean, but funny crack] Obviously, the lawyers at HBO are going, "Fuck!"
[Pantomimes writing a check]
Robin Williams: But how fucked up would you have to be for Al Sharpton to go, 'I'm outta here!' If Al Sharpton bails on your ass, even rats would go, 'Man, that guy's queer!'
Robin Williams: Cut the foreplay, let's have ice fucking.
Robin Williams: [on ice skating] And then there's pairs figure skating, and one very special lift where the male skater goes HUMPH
[thrusts his hand up in the air]
Robin Williams: right here!
[grabs his crotch]
Robin Williams: . And I'm like "cut the foreplay, let's have ice-fucking, c'mon!"
Robin Williams: [pantomimes various skating and sexual positions around the stage] Oh yes, up, around, nipples across, and... behold, she holds on without her hands!
[spins in place with his arms out]
Robin Williams: Yes! Oh! Even the French judge would go "I like it". I don't care, I'm giving them the medal, fuck the Canadians. So fabulous!
Robin Williams: Ling-Ling the Panda, she must mate so you can build a wing on the zoo. So they go to China, they anesthisize a panda, which is kinda redundant, and bring him back to America, and name him Ping-Pong, aw. When his Chinese name was "Moo-shu Ka Her", Bear with Balls of Steal. And they put him in the cage with Ling-Ling and say "Go mate", and he looks at her like..."I woudld never fuck her. That is one ugly panda bitch. If you were panda, you would know she one ugly panda bitch. I'd rather lick my own balls then fuck that panda bitch. I wouldn'd fuck her with a koala's dick."
Robin Williams: God bless you Canadian people. You're so fucking nice eh.
Robin Williams: God gave man a penis and a brain. And only enough blood to run one at a time.
[On "The looney," Canada's currency]
Robin Williams: How can you take an economic crisis seriously?
Robin Williams: You're saying the Oscars are also political, OH FUCK OFF.
Robin Williams: I have a plan, it's an interesting plan. It's called a timeshare, like Miami, let's try that. Jews will get Hanukah and Passover, Christians will get Christmas and Easter, and Muslims will get Ramadan and that other holiday, Kaboom. Now... obviously, the people in the lawyers section for HBO are going "Oh, fuck off. What are you doing, you asshole."
Robin Williams: Now we get to see Tanya Harding fight Paula Jones in an all white trash weekend.
[On Mike Tyson biting somebody]
Robin Williams: I'm saying "You're lucky he just bit somebody. Mike just got out of prison; you're lucky he didn't FUCK him."
[On the Irish]
Robin Williams: Not only will you kick my ass, but you'll sing about it, afterwards. "Oh, the night you said my wife was fat, I knocked you down and shit in your hat."
Robin Williams: There's a few soccer fans, the rest of you are like, "Uh, that's like football without pads, right?" For the rest of the world, it's football. For us, it's "A strange sport, played by damaged people."
Robin Williams: And then we drop BOMBS... food... FOOD... bombs... and, here's the fun part: some of the bombs were little yellow bombs... and the food packages were little yellow packages. So now you're playing "Survivor: The Real Game."
Robin Williams: Gandhi didn't have his own line of products, he didn't have 'Gandhi Jeans', whether you're not eating or simply telling the English to get the fuck out, 'Gandhi Jeans', come in sizes one and below.
Robin Williams: There's your dick like a midget in a diving suit..."We're going in today, Pete. We didn't make the deadline."
Robin Williams: [Impersonating Charlton Heston] Guns don't kill people... APES with guns kill people.
Robin Williams: An Arab in Utah is like an albino at the Apollo. You would notice!
Robin Williams: Now Martha Stewart may become somebodys bitch. NO! SAY IT AINT SO!
Robin Williams: *Shhh!*
Robin Williams: There's a gay mafia! *Shhh!* The Mauve Hand... the Fairy Godfather:
[lisping Italian voice]
Robin Williams: "Does this pistol make my ass look big?" *Shhh!*
Robin Williams: And people ask "Why are we dropping Pop-Tarts and Peanut butter on Afghanistan?" Number 1: tastes a shit-load better than dirt. Number 2: it is very difficult to make a call to Gihad with a mouth full of peanut butter. Secondly, or thirdly, for those of you keeping track; Afghanistan is a Hashish smoking culture. And anyone who's ever been a friend of the Hooklah is going *Pop-Tarts*!
Robin Williams: I'm an Episcopal, which is Catholic Lite. It's like same religion, half the guilt.
Robin Williams: [on soccer] America made it, we made it to the 16 baby, WHOOEEE! We're no longer in the Special Olympics category! They used to see us and go:
[in a mocked French voice]
Robin Williams: Oh, give it to them, they're damaged people.
Robin Williams: [in a French accent] Look! I'm giving a cigarette to baby. Do it! Suck on this cigarette my darling life is shit. Get to know this. Oh you Americans, 'don't give the cigarette to the baby.' Fuck you Americans. Americans, with your Political Correct - Americans, fuck all of you! You cultureless crap, Americans! We hate all of you! Oh fuck all - Ah! The Germans are here! Hello Americans!
Robin Williams: I want a drug that encompasses it *all.* We'll call it "Fukitol."
Robin Williams: I don't feel anything. I don't care for anything. Fukitol. The closest thing you'll ever be to being in a coma: Fukitol. I'm sitting here in my own dung. Fukitol.
Robin Williams: You must look at it from a historical perspective, though. He's George the second, the boy king, a man we thought could only lose, but somehow won because of confused Hebrews.
Robin Williams: Oh Kenny Boy. The Feds, the Feds are calling.
Robin Williams: The poor Canadian snowboarder, in the 1998 Olympics, they took away his medal because he tested positive for marijuana, which is kinda redundant number one, number two, they said that marijuana was a "performance-enhancing drug".
Robin Williams: Marijuana enhances many things, colors, flavors, sensations, but you are certainly not fucking empowered. When you're stoned, you're lucky if you can find your own goddamn feet. The only way it's a performance-enhancing drug is if there's a big fucking Hershey bar at the end of the run. Then you'll be like a Swiss ski jumper going, "I'm there!"
Robin Williams: I find it very reassuring, George W. Bush talks to the stock market, and then
[makes sound like airplane crashing]
Robin Williams: It must be him talking about business, it's like having a leper giving you a facial; it doesn't really work! Oopsey! "A lot of our imports come from other countries." No shit, Jason!
Robin Williams: I do know there is one country that does not have a secret weapons lad in the mountains, that is not planning some horrible weapon of mass destruction: Jamacia
[imitates a Jamacian accent]
Robin Williams: I-we man! Jamacia would never make an atomic bomb! We may make an atomic *bong*. When the atomic bomb goes off, there's devestation and radiation. The atomic bong goes off, there *celebration*!
Robin Williams: [on Coco the Gorrila being attracted to him] Part of me went "could be fun". Make a great story for a bar. "I had a wild night in Vegas" Yeah, well I banged a gorrila!
Robin Williams: where ya goin'?"
Robin Williams: Is it me, or are cat's drag queens? I think they are. It's the way they go, 'Who loves Kitty?'
Robin Williams: Why get your tongue pierced? And she says, "To enahthe the thekthual thtimulathon."
Robin Williams: And you can't bomb the Afghanis back to the stone age because they'll think, "Upgrade. Fun."
Robin Williams: And if you are in a jihad and you kill an infidel, which, I'm sorry to say is all of us, and you yourself die, you will go up to the gates of heaven where you will be greeted by seventy-one dark-haired virgins. And anyone who has been with one virgin is going,
Robin Williams: "I don't know!"
[as virgin twit]
Robin Williams: "For my talent portion!" No, no, no! But recently, there was an article in the New York Times, the Koran scholars tell us that the actual translation is not 71 dark-haired virgins, but 71 Crystal-Clear Raisins... slight difference of interpretation, really! That's so strange, it's like, "thou shalt not kill," is "thou shalt not wear a kilt!" And the Scots are going, fuck off - virgins. But the Koran scholars tell us that the actual translation is "71 Crystal-Clear Raisins"... slight difference of interpretation, really.
Robin Williams: In Houston, we got Enron Field. "We were gonna call it Fifth Amendment Field, but fuck... We can't call it "We're Fucked" Field."
Robin Williams: They don't even bother drug-testing the snowboarders, they just go "Get the fuck out."
Robin Williams: Instead of on the dollar bill, instead of "in God we trust", "in Gates we trust." Mr Gates, when did you realize you were creating a monopoly? "Monopoly's just a game, Senator... I'm trying to control the fucking world. Right now it's Information Technology. Soon it will be Total Information Technology: TIT. And while you're sucking on the TIT, I have you by the motherboard!"
Robin Williams: "I go to boxing to watch the sport of boxing." That's like saying, "I go to stock car races to see people take left turns all day." No, you go to boxing to see somebody get the FUCK beaten of 'em.
Robin Williams: The entire world will be in nuclear war, and only the Swiss will be going, "Vhat's that noise?"
Robin Williams: And every year the French go, "He is on chemicals." And I'm going, "It's chemotherapy, you little toad suckers." "Okay, he has one testicle, he's aerodynamic. Everyone, cut off your balls. You'll be quicker. Do it. Don't be afraid."
Robin Williams: I find it very reassuring, George W. Bush talks to the stock market, and then
[makes sound like airplane crashing]
Robin Williams: . It must be him talking about business, it's like having a leopard giving you a facial; it doesn't really work! Oopsey! "A lot of our imports come from other countries." No shit, Jason!
Robin Williams: It doesn't scare me that Dubya waved at Stevie Wonder; that's okay. Stevie's only been blind since birth! He's like, 'Stevie!' and Stevie's going, 'Is that muthafucka waving at me? Goddamn! Does he think I'm lookin' for him? Goddamn!' No, what scares me is that Dubya almost died from a fucking pretzel! They have billions of dollars in national defense. They want billions more, to up the stakes, and the President almost goes down from snack food! Secret service are like 'Game's over man!' 'Gilligan's down! Gilligan's down! His own dogs didn't care! They were licking him for the salt!
[Pantomime's Bush's dog licking his face]
Robin Williams: You want a dog like Lassie, a dog who cares!
[Pantomimes Lassie giving Bush Heimlich maneuver, then barks]
Robin Williams: What's a matter, girl? President swallowed something, and you gave him the Heimlich?
Robin Williams: What else, girl?
Robin Williams: Mr. Cheney's meeting with the Enron people?
Robin Williams: An Enron employee, secretary of the navy?
Robin Williams: What about the Harken loan?
Robin Williams: Sorry girl, gonna have to put you down!
[On the not-so-hardcore security on the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco]
Robin Williams: At one end, a Hummer and two National Guardsmen, at the other end, a Hummer and two National Guardsmen. The problem is that the Hummer and the National Guardsmen are wearing jungle camouflage. For those of you who have never been to San Francisco, the bridge is bright orange. I just feel like going:
[a la Elmer Fudd]
Robin Williams: Be very, very quiet. We're wooking for tewwowists. He He He He He He He.
[impersonating Martha Stewart]
Robin Williams: I like to consider it more like "severe companion." If you only have one room, and I like to call it my "private space," use the light well. You know. You have vertical bars, don't use horizontal blinds. Also, think of your ankle bracelet as an accessory.
Robin Williams: Now we have shows like THE CHAMBER, THE CHAIR, and FEAR FACTOR. People in Texas are going "We got those shows, WE JUST DON'T FILM THEM.
Robin Williams: They're saying that some of the Olympic Referees were being paid off, OH SHIT. SAY IT AINT SO.
Robin Williams: Thank you for the standing ovation. We've had the orgasm up front, let's have a cigarette, let's relax. We're here in New York - fuckin' NEW YORK. Obviously, this will not be your normal night of theatre... This will be Shakespeare with a strapon! 'So that's the way you like it!'
Robin Williams: If ya want a linguistic adventure, go drinkin' with a Scotsman. 'Cause ya couldn't fucking understand them before...
[commenting on airport and plane security]
Robin Williams: Airport security used to be like, BEEP, 'Okay, get on the plane. What's that, oh, that's a gun. Okay, get on the plane!' You could carry a four-inch blade on a plane. That's about that long. Now, you can't even take a nail-clipper on a plane. What, are they afraid you're gonna go "ALL RIGHT! Hand over the plane or the bitch loses a cuticle! I have a nail file! I can be irritating!" What, are they afraid you're gonna do a little West Side Story? "Going down the aisle! Crazy aisle!"
Robin Williams: Everyone plays it. Not like the World Series, 'cause the French don't have a baseball team. If they did,
[with French accent]
Robin Williams: they would only have left field and no one would be safe.
Robin Williams: Everybody's worried about people playing baseball on steroids. I'm going, really? Here's one quick way you tell. Two things happen on steroids: your balls shrink and your head grows. So if someone steps up to the plate with a Mardi Gras head and Raisinettes, you're out!
Robin Williams: You're 50! And can they make a drug to help you through all of that, to keep all of your organs intact until your golden years? No. Can they make a drug to give you mental clarity to your golden time? No. They've got a drug to make you harder than Chinese algebra!
Robin Williams: [about Botox] Look, I don't have any wrinkles. You also have no expression.
Robin Williams: [First lines] All right! Thank you very much! Goodnight!
Robin Williams: [on the English] Golf was their last domain of dominance, they were the Kings, up until... *Tiger*
Robin Williams: Yeees, son of a black man and a Thai woman. Even a German geneticist couldn't have thought that one up! Remember, he goes and plays at St. Andrews, where they fuckin' invented the sport. And after the 4th round he's 18 under par, and there's only 18 fuckin' holes! So they're like:
Robin Williams: [in an English voice] "Oh dear god, we're doomed! How did he learn to play, we wouldn't let him join, dear god!"
Robin Williams: [normal voice] And then they have nightmares of gold clubs going
Robin Williams: Yo yo yo, I'm playin' through, rather you're a gentile, or a Jew! Remo Beach, motherfucker!
Robin Williams: The manly sport of golf where you can dress like a pimp and no one will care. You can wear clothes that even a blind gay man would go, "oh dear christ. Those are loud this is not carnivale what the fuck are you on?" Even the alligators going, "Asshole". It's such an exciting, athletic sport too. Whack the ball, get in the cart. Whack the ball, get in the cart. And the commentary is electrifying. Just this side of curdling for getting me going. "I'm on the third green now. Could people be quieter I'd like to hear the grass grow." I want the guy who does mexican soccer to do golf one time. "He's hit the ball. The ball is going into the, HOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEE!" just to see all those old waspy motherfuckers go, "Oh dear Christ. My god, they're not gardening they're playing now."
Robin Williams: [as Moses] Come on, people, let's go, we're leaving. Don't eat the shellfish! I'll tell you why later.