Harry Pfarrer:
Go around the corner, we'll do it in the back.
Katie Cox:
You're so coarse.
Harry Pfarrer:
Back of the car... not the rear entry situation...
CIA Officer:
We'll... interface with the FBI on this dead body.
CIA Superior:
No, no. God no. Burn the body. Get rid of it.
CIA Officer:
OK.
[
repeated line]
Harry Pfarrer:
Well, hello!
[
repeated line]
Chad Feldheimer:
[
excited] Oh, my God!
Harry Pfarrer:
Ya wanna come downstairs? Ya like surprises?
Linda Litzke:
[
cheerful] Well, I'm always open to new experiences.
Harry Pfarrer:
[
walking downstairs] Yeah, I tell ya. I saw an ad for this in a gentlemen's magazine. Twelve hundred bucks. I'm lookin' at this thing and I think, 'You gotta be kiddin' me.' I'm a hobbyist. Thing's basically nothing but speed rails. I figure I'd go down to Home Depot and whip this up myself for... a hundred bucks.
Linda Litzke:
What is it?
Harry Pfarrer:
What is it?
[
pats the seat of the mechanism]
Harry Pfarrer:
You sit down there, make yourself comfortable, put your feet in the stirrups, and...
[
cycles the mechanism]
Linda Litzke:
Oh my God.
[
awed whisper]
Linda Litzke:
That's fantastic.
Harry Pfarrer:
It's something, isn't it? Hundred bucks, all in - not counting my labor, and the... cost of the dildo. Those things aren't cheap. See, I'd like to...
[
pause]
Harry Pfarrer:
...I'm not set up to mold hard rubber.
[
repeated line]
Osbourne Cox:
What the fuck...?
Harry Pfarrer:
Oh my fuck... I just killed a fucking spook!
Osbourne Cox:
Give me the CD!
Chad Feldheimer:
As soon as you give us the money, dickwad!
Chad Feldheimer:
Appearances can be... deceptive.
Linda Litzke:
I'm really looking for a guy with a sense of humor.
Chad Feldheimer:
That guy, wait, that guy wasn't bad.
Linda Litzke:
Him?
Chad Feldheimer:
No before.
Linda Litzke:
Him?
Chad Feldheimer:
Umm, he might not be a loser...
Linda Litzke:
How can you tell?
Chad Feldheimer:
That's a Brioni suit.
Linda Litzke:
Yeah?
Chad Feldheimer:
Shit yeah!
Linda Litzke:
Does he look like he would have a sense of humor?
Chad Feldheimer:
Looks like his optometrist has a sense of humor.
Osbourne Cox:
No. No, I'm sorry, I don't know the number to, uh, my savings account because believe it or not I don't spend my entire day sitting around trying to memorize the fucking numbers to my fucking bank accounts! Moron!
[
repeated line]
Chad Feldheimer:
[
raspy voice] Osbourne Cox?
Chad Feldheimer:
Osbourne Cox?
Osbourne Cox:
Yes, this is Osbourne Cox, who the FUCK are YOU?
Katie Cox:
[
while Harry is cutting carrots] Think that's enough carrots?
Harry Pfarrer:
[
angrily] ... What?
Chad Feldheimer:
[
on the phone] Osbourne Cox? I thought you might be worried... about the security... of your shit.
CIA Superior:
Report back to me when it makes sense.
Osbourne Cox:
[
on phone] Tell Dr. Cox I have the new keys!
[
Osbourne hangs up, and picks up a hatchet]
Harry Pfarrer:
Who the fuck do you work for, you fucker?
[
after having found a CD they believe contains files of the CIA]
Linda Litzke:
You should put up a note in the ladies locker room.
Chad Feldheimer:
Put up a note? "Highly classified shit found: Raw intelligence shit, CIA shit?" Hello, anybody lose their secret CIA shit? I don't think so!
Osbourne Cox:
I have a drinking problem? Fuck you, Peck, you're a Mormon. Compared to you we ALL have a drinking problem!
CIA Superior:
What a clusterfuck!
Harry Pfarrer:
Maybe I can get a run in.
Chad Feldheimer:
Manolo, you DIDN'T find this.
Manolo:
I found it on the floor there.
Chad Feldheimer:
Yeah, I know. But...
Manolo:
Right there on the floor there. Just lying there.
Krapotkin:
This is Mr Krapotkin from the Russian embassy.
Linda Litzke:
Mr Crapkin...
Osbourne Cox:
And you're my wife's lover?
Ted Treffon:
[
shaking his head] No.
Osbourne Cox:
Then what are you doing here?
[
pause]
Osbourne Cox:
I know you. You're the guy from the gym.
Ted Treffon:
I'm not here representing HardBodies.
Osbourne Cox:
Oh, yes. I know very well what you represent.
[
pause]
Osbourne Cox:
You represent the idiocy of today.
Ted Treffon:
No, I don't represent that either.
Osbourne Cox:
Yeah. You're the guy at the gym when I asked about that moronic woman.
Ted Treffon:
She's not a moron.
Osbourne Cox:
You're in league with that moronic woman. You are part of a league of morons.
Ted Treffon:
No. No.
Osbourne Cox:
Oh, yes. You see, you're one of the morons I've been fighting my whole life. My whole fucking life. But guess what... Today, I win.
[
gun shot]
[
last lines]
CIA Superior:
What did we learn, Palmer?
CIA Officer:
I don't know, sir.
CIA Superior:
I don't fuckin' know either. I guess we learned not to do it again.
CIA Officer:
Yes, sir.
CIA Superior:
I'm fucked if I know what we did.
CIA Officer:
Yes, sir, it's, uh, hard to say
CIA Superior:
Jesus Fucking Christ.
Osbourne Cox:
If you ever carried out your proposed threat you would experience such a shitstorm of consequences my friend your empty little head would be spinning faster than the wheels of your Schwinn bicycle back there.
Chad Feldheimer:
Y-you think that's a Schwinn?
Krapotkin:
[
think a few seconds] PC or MAC?
Star of "Coming Up Daisy":
[
repeated line from the movie within the movie] we've been over, and over, and over this, first you say you can't commit, and then... would you come down from there?
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