Mr. Shibata was caught "rolling for dollars" with these three rarely-upstanding women.
All three? That's illegal... and quite impressive.
When he was apprehended, he had a fifty-gallon drum of soy sauce, and they were in the middle of something called the "Sukiyaki Slam-Bam."
Uh, sir, while neighbors and adjoining rooms did complain for over seven hours, I believe that...
DH Dan/Harry/Mac
SEVEN HOURS?
[Mr. Shibata bows; Mac, Harry, and Dan all bow lower.]
My God, man, how do you do it?
S Mr. Shibata
[thumps his chest] Every day, I swim ten miles, eat one hundred oysters, and sit in a barrel of pickle brine!
[to stenographer] You got that? [she nods]
How the hell do you lose a dead body?
I don't think any further explanation is necessary.
DD D.A. Daniels
Drives you crazy, doesn't it? So near, yet so far...
Wait a minute, is that what you're up to? You're gonna taunt me, torture me, drive me crazy?
DD D.A. Daniels
Call it a hobby. Remember: one touch, and I'm cutting you off at the knees!
[He exits]
[muttering] Yeah, I'd still be taller than you, you little...
K Kitty
Mr. Fielding, can I ask you a question?
Certainly, young lady, anything.
K Kitty
[sultry] Did you know I'm double-jointed?
Yes... [slaps himself] No! Yes... [slaps himself again] No!
[regarding Dan's impotence] Dan, you know there are several books on this subject that might be of some use to you.
[as everyone turns their gaze on her] Well...The Little Engine That Could .
[At his job interview, Dan finds that the hiring partner only wants him for an office gigolo.]
You wanna call me in here, play your little bedroom games, take shots at my manhood? That's fine! I get that all the time! All right, listen, I will admit that I couldn't afford some snooty Ivy League education. You know, but when you get your degree from the Bayou Academy of Law & Agriculture, you learn something more: a fighting sow belly has to work for what he wants, can't be afraid to get your snout dirty! You know what? I live the law every day. In the courthouses and the jails of New York City. And I may have barf in my cuffs when I get home at night. But that's the way I like it. [building] That's why I have the highest conviction rate of any DA in this city. And that's why I have the lowest percentage of overturned cases! And that's why you can say anything you want to about my manhood, but nobody, lady, nobody can touch Dan Fielding in a court of law. [throws off his jacket] Or for that matter, anywhere else!
TC Toni Corbin
You mean...?
[yanks off his tie] I mean, hold on to your Dixie Cups, babes! THE SOUTH SHALL RISE AGAIN!
? "Teddy Roosevelt"
[to Christine] Hey, how'd you like me to charge up your San Juan Hill? [laughs]
Look, I may have to defend you, but I don't have to put up with your sleazy remarks.
? "Teddy Roosevelt"
Ooh, a filly with spirit! Looks like you need a Rough Rider! [laughs]
Watch it. I speak softly but I carry a big knee.
Your Honor, before we can proceed, we're going to need an order to separate. The fourth defendant isn't here. The man playing Thomas Jefferson hasn't sobered up yet.
Little bit too much Yankee Doodle Brandy?
About ten minutes ago he stuck a feather down his throat and threw up macaroni.
[Dan and Dr. Townsend find Roz, delirious from not taking her insulin, sitting on the edge of the roof]
Hey, what are you two doing up here? [looks over the edge] But then again, what the hell am I doing up here? [laughs]
The paramedics are on their way. In the meantime, they told us not to do anything that might upset her.
That's right. Otherwise it's one small step for Roz... one giant splat for mankind! [laughs]
M Moody
Too risky. I think our only prudent course is open gunplay.
Listen, fathead, the one thing we don't need is to have some trigger-happy lunatic in charge!
[into phone]
No, no, Mr. President, I wasn't talking to you. Yes, I'm sure you do get that kind of thing all the time.
T Dr. Townsend
Get this straight, Fielding: I-don't-like-you. You're nauseating, your hair looks stupid, and you smell like Vaseline. Frankly, an evening with you would be about as much fun as draining a prostate infection.
[unperturbed] I guar-ahn -tee it.
[The courthouse boiler has broken down, and everyone is trying to stay warm.]
Hey! Dan, did you burn my assembly instructions?
What's the big deal? You stick Tab A into Slot B, who can't do that?
MD Mandy Davis
[a prostitute] You'd be surprised.
[Bull is wheeled in, frozen solid after being trapped under a falling snowbank.]
Maybe... maybe we should rub him and try to get circulation going.
RC Ruthie Cook
Wrong, exactly wrong! You do that and he'll be shedding skin faster than a frog on a cheese grater!
RC Ruthie Cook
You don't spend twelve years on the street without learning how to deal with exposure.
RC Ruthie Cook
First we strip him!
[contemplates Bull] Oh, mercy...
SC Santa Claus
All right, now if this works, this whole train track becomes a giant heating element.
Where did you learn all this fancy wiring stuff?
SC Santa Claus
Blowing safes.
E Ernie
Excuse me, Mr. Fielding?
[distracted] Just a second, Len, I'll be with you in a moment...
[Ernie handcuffs a briefcase to Dan's wrist.]
Hey, what the hell is this?
[he opens the briefcase, showing it's full of dynamite. Dan gasps.]
E Ernie
It's going off in thirty minutes.
[Dan gasps again.]
E Ernie
[holds up a remote] Or sooner, if I push this little button.
[Dan gasps twice.]
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