Actors are not animals! They're human beings!
They are? Have you ever eaten with one?
Most scenes together: Max Bialystock & Leo Bloom (16), Max Bialystock & Franz Liebkind (2), Max Bialystock & Roger De Bris (2)
Actors are not animals! They're human beings!
They are? Have you ever eaten with one?
Just think! Yesterday I was a meaningless little accountant...and today, I am the producer of a Broadway flop!
Oh, thank you. That's very kind of you.
Let's assume, just for the moment, that you are a dishonest man.
Assume away.
Mr. Bialystock, I cannot FUNCTION under these conditions! [pulls out his blue blanket and hugs it] You're making me extremely nervous.
What is that, a handkerchief?
What? [hides his blue blanket behind his back] Nothing, it's nothing.
If it's nothing, why can't I see it? [grabs Leo's blue blanket out of his hand]
Sshhh! Here, here, here! Don't panic! Don't panic. [hands Leo's blue blanket back to him. Leo calms down]
I'm sorry. I don't like people touching my blue blanket. It's not important, it's a minor compulsion. I can deal with it if I want to. It's just that I've had it ever since I was a baby, and I find it very comforting. [kisses his blue blanket and puts it back in his pocket]
Love, love power.
I'm talking 'bout love power
The power of a little flower.
You don't think 'bout no little flowers,
Oh no, all you think about is guns.
If everybody in the world today had a flower instead of a gun,
There would be no wars. There would be one big smell-in.
Just the flowers. Hey, man, a flower.
A flower. What you do to my flower, man?
You hurt it, like everything else.
Everything else. Flowers.
That's our Hitler!
It's practically a love letter to Hitler!
This won't run a week.
A week?! Are you nuts? This play's gotta close on Page 4.
Kill the actors!
Kill the actors? I can't kill the actors. I must destroy the actors.
...So, in order for this scheme to work, we'd have to find a surefire flop!
Why, your scheme, you bloody little genius!
I meant no scheme. I merely posed an academic accounting theory. It was just a thought.
Here's to failure
...To failure
Why, thank you! You're very kind!
Roger, did you have a chance to read "Springtime for Hitler?"
Remarkable, remarkable! A stunning piece of work.
No kidding.
Did you know, I never knew that the Third Reich meant Germany. I mean it's just drenched with historical goodies like that... Oh dear, you're staring at my dress. I should explain. We are going to the choreographer's ball tonight and there's a prize for the best costume.
And we always win!
I don't know about tonight. I'm supposed to be the Grand Duchess Anastasia, but I think I look more like Tugboat Annie. What do you think, Mr. Bloom?
Where do you keep your wallet?
Ulla! Go get car!
Ja, ja! We go to motel?
No. I go with Mr. Bloom.
You and Mr. Bloom go to motel?
No! No Motel! Get Car! Get Car!
Get car!
Ah, Bialystock and Bloom, I presume! Heh heh, forgive the pun!
Shut up, he thinks he's witty.
What have you done, L.S.D.?
About six months... but I'm on probation, so it's all good, baby!
No, I mean, what do you do best?
I can't do that here. That's why they put me away, baby!
'He who signs the lease must pay rent.That's the law.
Murderer! Thief! How dare you take the last penny out of a poor man's pocket?
I have to. I'm a landlord.
Don't listen to him; he's crazy.
Goddag på dig!
Uh, I beg your pardon?
Goddag på dig!
Ah, gut da! Max, have you gone mad? A receptionist who can't speak English? What will people say?
They'll say, "A wuma wa wa wa wa!"