Do you know who that guy is?
Dude, I don't even know who I am!
Why, you're Pablo Picasso!
Really?
No, not really.
[Patient #2 gives a disapproving look as if to say "thanks a lot"] .
Most scenes together: Lucy Whitmore & Henry Roth (5), Henry Roth & Marlin (4), Ula & Henry Roth (3)
Do you know who that guy is?
Dude, I don't even know who I am!
Why, you're Pablo Picasso!
Really?
No, not really.
[Patient #2 gives a disapproving look as if to say "thanks a lot"] .
Hey Lucy, good to see you again!
What the heck's her problem?
She doesn't remember who you are, bro.
Oh yeah. I suck at this job!
Red Sox win series!... Just kidding.
Schwarzenegger becomes governor of California!... Not kidding.
Red Sox win World Series!... Just kidding.
Schwarzenegger elected governor!... Not kidding.
Yeah, KEEP RUNNING!
Really? Even though in like 10, 15 years, she could possibly let herself go and then sex would be like, nauseating for you.
What are you, nuts? Your wife's right over there.
I'm just kidding, Muumuu.
Appreciate your time. Not everybody would have stopped like you. You're real sweet.
Oh, yeah. Thank you.
Okay.
Okay.
Hah! I can't believe you fell for that!
Well... my grandfather died while trying to jump-start a car...
Oh...I'm so sorry...I was just joking around.
I can't believe you fell for THAT! HA HA!
Hah! I can't believe you fell for that!
My grandfather died while trying to jump-start a car...
Oh...I'm so sorry...I was just joking around.
I can't believe you fell for THAT! HA HA!
Here, you should try this out. Put this here. Swivelly door. Waffleonians can come in and out now.
Oh, are you from a country where it's okay to stick your fingers all over someone else's food?
Uh, no, I'm from this country. [pause] Were you gonna eat that?
I may not be able to kick your ath, but my thither thore can.
Little Sammy Sosa's a bit shook up, but she'll be okay. She's watching the tape as we speak.
Good. How's my temporal lobe lookin' there, Doc?
Don't worry. You're not gonna suffer any short term memory loss. But was your head shaped like an egg before she hit ya?
Hey! Don't make fun of Henry, all right? It'th not hith fault hith head'th thaped like that!
Note the intense overreaction. That's the 'roids talking. Douglas, once again, off the juice.
It'th not juithe! It'th a protein thake!
Ok, pal. When she stops, just let her pet you. Look cute. Go to the middle of the road. Right there. Perfect. [Lucy: [bends down to pick something up and drives right over Willy] Oh, shit.]
Here she comes. Smile. Where is she? Oh, my god! Oh no! Ok, that didn't work. Shit your pants? So did I.
You think you can stitch me up tonight after I get back from surfing?
Yeah, I'm looking forward to it.
I wouldn't surf with a bleeding wound like that. You might attract a shark or something.
What's wrong with that, cuz? Sharks are naturally peaceful.
Is that right? How'd you get that nasty cut anyway?
A shark bit me.
Nice! Go smoke another one, bro!
Can I have that? I need something to wipe my ass with.
Your golf ball hit the cart, bounced back and hit ya in the head. It was freakin' hilarious.
I think I pulled out my stitches again, Cuz. [pause] You got a cat? 'Cause I feel somethin' lickin' me.