Come on, you know the next line... "I want a hamburger. No, cheeseburger. I want a hot dog. I want a milkshake. I want potato chips..."
Hey, doll. Could you scare up another round for our table over here? And tell the cook this is low grade dog food. I've had better food at the ballgame, you know? This steak still has marks from where the jockey was hitting it.
Oh, Mrs. Crane, I'm looking at you... You wore green so you could hide. I don't blame you - you're a tramp! Ooh! That was right where you wanted it! Ooh Mrs. Crane, you're a little monkey woman you know that? You're a little monkey woman... You're lean and you're mean and you're not too far between either I bet, are ya? Would you like to wrap your spikes around my head?
Oh, this is the worst-looking hat I ever saw. What, when you buy a hat like this I bet you get a free bowl of soup, huh? [looks at Judge Smails, who's wearing the same hat] Oh, it looks good on you though.
Al Czervik: What're we, waiting for these guys? Hey Whitey, where's your hat? Judge Smails: Do you mind, sir. I'm trying to tee off. Al Czervik: I'll bet you a hundred bucks you slice it into the woods. Judge Smails: Gambling is illegal at Bushwood sir, and I never slice. [Swings club, slices ball into woods] Judge Smails: *Damn*. Al Czervik: OK, you can owe me. Judge Smails: I owe you nothing.
Saw St. Vincent this weekend. Good pic and great performance by Bill as a wise ass soft hearted curmudgeon. Tear jerker. Recommend. _