Chief:
Max, be reasonable. How could a girl drown in a phone booth?
Maxwell Smart:
How do I know? Maybe she couldn't swim.
Maxwell Smart:
Are you a psychologist, Dr. Stueben?
Stueben:
I'm the president of the psychologist society for mental health and adjustment through fulfillment.
Maxwell Smart:
What kind of an organization is that?
Stueben:
We're a hate group.
Maxwell Smart:
A hate group?
Stueben:
Oh, in the sense that we cure hate and fear. We hate hate. Hate it.
Stueben:
I'm going to say a word, and then you respond with the first word that comes into your mind. Are you readdy?
[
Max nods]
Stueben:
Boy.
Maxwell Smart:
Girl.
Stueben:
Black.
Maxwell Smart:
White.
Stueben:
Win.
Maxwell Smart:
Loose.
Stueben:
Very good.
Maxwell Smart:
Very bad.
Stueben:
Stop!
Maxwell Smart:
Go.
Stueben:
No, no!
Maxwell Smart:
Yes, yes.
Stueben:
[
Steuben puts his hands over Max' mouth to shut him up] All right?
Maxwell Smart:
[
Steuben releases Max and goes back to sit behind his desk] All wrong.
Dr. Braam:
Now Colonel, this is probably the first time you ever had a psychiatric examination, right?
Maxwell Smart:
Wrong.
Dr. Braam:
Wrong?
Maxwell Smart:
Right.
Dr. Braam:
Right?
Maxwell Smart:
Left.
Dr. Braam:
Please...
Maxwell Smart:
Thank you.
Maxwell Smart:
[
86 and 99 are trapped in a phonebooth that is filling up with water] 99, do you have change? All I have is a quarter.
# 99:
Oh Max, use the quarter!
Maxwell Smart:
Use a quarter for a ten cent phonecall? 99, if you throw your money around like that, you'll have nothing left for a rainy day.
Maxwell Smart:
And so it must always end... for those who use the human brain for evil... instead of friendliness.
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