What's the meaning of this? This is my quiet time.
We're going to have to take you into custody.
Ha ha. That's outrageous. What am I charged with?
Don't have to tell you anymore. Clearly you haven't been reading your Scalia.
Harvey Birdman, Attorney at Law · Season 4
What's the meaning of this? This is my quiet time.
We're going to have to take you into custody.
Ha ha. That's outrageous. What am I charged with?
Don't have to tell you anymore. Clearly you haven't been reading your Scalia.
You're a genie?
Used to be a genie. I was also a sex worker, a Cossack, and an EST instructor for a summer in Marin. My point? I'm in jail, you idiot! Look, Shazzan has everyone fooled. He's trying to pin it on me.
So, we'll...we'll just go to the judge and tell him your story.
I'm a judge! We don't believe anything!
[from inside bathroom stall] That you, Birdman?
Oh. Hey, regarding the talc situation—YOU'RE OUT OF IT!
Potamus...
Eh?
Did you flush?
Who said that?
I did. Fat-ass.
Meyn Got! Talkin' animal! [recoiling] This ain't riiight! SKEEVIN' ME OUT! [flees bathroom]
Oy gevalt. Please tell me those ain't Heisenberg Brothers Bagels. [Tramples to Harvey's desk] What kind should I have?!
I'm uncertain.
I haven't had bread for months. I've had a wallear for a Kaiser roll or somethin' starchy. Oyster crackers—anything! A sammich without bread iddn't a sammich—it's meat with mustard on your hands! What's that one, POPPY?!
That monster is attacking Judy!
But Phil, he's saving her!
My God, you're right! (Presses tank fire button) I can't believe it! (Presses tank fire button) I was so wrong about that creature, dead wrong. Ha ha! Foreshadowing! About the dead part, not the wrong part. I only saw his grotesque visage, not his noble, majestic hearrrrrt.
[Potamus has taken control of the firm and is sitting in Phil Ken Sebben's office]
Daddy?
I love this job.
Where's daddy?
Uh...he went on, uh...a...
[Potamus sees a billboard with 'vacation' partially replaced by 'honeymoon']
vaca...neymoon.
Vacaneymoon? With Aunt Phyllis? He didn't say anything about—
They eloped. Silly kids.
But elopement's for the wedding, not the vacaneymoon.
[Potamus rushes her out of the office]
Be happy for them! It's a joyous time!
Well do you know when he'll be back? I need him to sign this...ugh Sex Ed permission slip for my community college.
He just said "Co-co butter"...and like that...he was gone.
Hey! You don't have the authority to hire people!
Oh yeah? [leans out the window where below, an attractive girl walks past] Hey HA-HAs! You're hired!
You see, I had to give up my last job so I could take care of my mother. And then there's the lunch money that I've been sending to the African schoolchildren. So how much is my raise?
20%
Nothing! In fact, you're fired! Ka-Downsized! You spend five hours a day Googling pictures of kittens in rain boots! Get out!
How could you DO THIS TO ME?!?!?!
...and the school kids.
It was Phil!
HOW DARE YOU BLAME A DEAD MAN, YOU BASTARD!!!
Mr.—slight retch—Birdman's office.
Hi, Debbie, it's me. Put me through please. [Debbie hangs up] Hello? [Redials] It's X. Uh, X the Eliminator? Yeah, I'd like to speak to Harvey if I could, please.
No, he's booked through December. Try back next year.
Look! I need to talk to him, okay? It's regarding tonight's menu!
I don't have him down for dinner.
I...didn't invite him yet. [Debbie hangs up again] I understand. Short notice. [Slams phone down] I hate him!
Um, well?
He's not coming!
Whores are for heroes!
[X dials the number for an Evil Life Coach]
Hi. I've changed my menu options, so please listen carefully. For landscaping, press one. Dog walking, press two. Nude housecleaning, press any key any time...
[impatiently] Come on, come on, come on...
If you need an Evil Life Coach, press four.
[X presses four]
[awkwardly] Hi... uh, heh... Well, I saw your ad, and uh...
You have... ten... seconds.
[frantically] PLEASE HELP ME, I'M NOT EVIL ENOUGH! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! MAKE ME EVIL!
[alone in his kitchen] I have to call this number after five P.M. to see if it is necessary to report for Jury Duty... Who am I talking to?
Please say no, please say no...
[answering the phone] If your number is below two thousand three hundred fifty eight...
You don't have to report tomorrow.
Damn!
I'm not finished.
Oh.
If your number is divisible by fourteen, you don't have to report.
Damn! [starts doing long division]
If two trains left your number at the same time headed in opposite directions, you don't have to report.
Damn!
If your number is two thousand three hundred fifty nine or above, you don't have to report.
YES!!
Unless it is two thousand three hundred fifty nine, and then you do! WE'LL SEE YOU AT 5:45 AM, SUCKERRRR!!!
$27.90? But this meal voucher they gave us is only good for three dollars.
(behind the counter) Ah-HA-ha-hahaha! Yes! YES! The mighty Birdman humbled by a chimichanga! Wait, that thing is $27.90? (clerk nods) Are you kidding me?! That's bullshit! He doesn't even get a fountain drink! Gimme that! (snatches voucher and duplicates it) There, now you owe him $8.10. How's that feel, huh?(Elliot exits cafe, turns left, another Elliot comes from right side of the door and jumps on counter) And what the fuck is chipotle anyway?!
(numbers popping up) Case #398567703296...
...7228489273124...
...483395639462...
...8.
Who is it?!
Nitron.
And he's not alone; I gave him the keys to the Death-Con 12 (12).
How could you?!
Hey, nobody's perfekt. That's spelled with a K.
No matter how many times you say that, it still gets me ro- Oh, my God! I just did the math! By "Daddy", you don't mean bend me over your knee and call the fire department because you have a flamer down there; you mean Daddy! Judy! Daughter, is it you?
Yes!
I can't believe you were trying to get into your own father's pants. Now that's just sick. And me helpless, (pointing down) with the one eye.
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