[Cleaver challenges Harry to a battle of pranks, but Harry demurs]
Sir, I cannot believe you didn't take the challenge!
Where is your pride?
Rip his guts out and use 'em for garters, sir! [off their looks] Metaphorically speaking, Your Honor.
Don't you guys understand? I-I don't want to beat Cleaver. I just want to spend my few remaining years in... peaceful contemplation. [beeping] What's that?
It's coming from Cleaver's briefcase.
[Harry pops open the briefcase and peeks inside... and a spring hand pops out, hitting him in the face with a pie. Harry looks up, and slowly rises to his feet, his face still covered with whipped cream]
I'M GONNA WASTE THE SUCKER!
[cheering]
More from this episode
All quotes from this episode →More Night Court quotes · These quotes come from Wikiquote's Night Court pages and are available under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.