Fletch Lives

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Fletch Lives


Fletch: What do you mean, toxic waste?
Frank: Well, it's some special stuff. There's only eleven places in the country that makes this shit.
Fletch: Where?... Frank, just give me the ones that aren't in New Jersey.
Frank: Uh, there's only one.


Cindy Mae: (Turbulence) Oh Lord, what was that?
Fletch: We just clipped a Piper Cub. Pilot's okay, I just saw him parachuting.

Fletch: It's a championship Laker watch.
Cindy Mae: Oh, are you a Laker?
Fletch: I used to date one - only thing I have to remember him by.

These walls are deplaning at an alarming rate!

Sheriff: Were y'all doin' drugs?
Fletch: Just Bogle.
Sheriff: Bogle? What's Bogle?
Fletch: It's a very popular drug. Made from grapes.
Sheriff: You're under arrest.
Fletch: What's the charge?
Sheriff: Pissin' me off.
Fletch: Is that a felony or a misdimeanor?

I've been foolishly squandering my salary on food and heat.

It takes a big man to admit when he's wrong. I am NOT a big man.

(narrating) Figuring out that the guy who dropped my watch in the swamp was the same guy who stole it at the morgue didn't take Sherlock Holmes... Larry Holmes could've figured that one out.

Jimmy Lee Farnsworth: Erwin, admit that you are a sinner.
Fletch: Uh. Well, I've sinned. I didn't take any Polaroids or anything. But, yeah, I've sinned.
Jimmy Lee Farnsworth: The Lord forgives ya!
Fletch: Thank you. Thank you very much. Thank you. Thank you. Amen. What? Other sins? Uh, I parked in a handicap spot on my way up here. Actually, on a handicap person. I told him I'd be back in five minutes, so that's not such a big deal.

Bobby Lee. Bobby Lee Schwartz.

(narrating) The Reverend Farnsworth was Becky's father, but I wasn't going to hold that against her. If I was going to hold anything against her, it wouldn't be her father.

Jimmy Lee Farnsworth: You don't suppose I used too many photographs of myself do you?
Fletch: No, no. Worked for the Ayatollah.

I believe Louisana is the Pelican State.

Man on Computer: Who are you?
Fletch: Hello, I'm Peter Lemon-Jello and they told me to tell you your house is on fire.
Man on Computer: Thank you!! Good bless you!!
Fletch: (to himself) Thank you for beliving this shit!

(narrating) Over the years, I found Mr. Underhill's credit card to be a useful tool, much like Underhill himself.