You're a very nosy fellow, kitty cat. Huh? You know what happens to nosy fellows? Huh? No? Wanna guess? Huh? No? Okay. They lose their noses.
Have the lambs stopped screaming?
I goddamn near lost my nose. And I like it. I like breathing through it. And I still think you're hiding something.
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
Isn't that something? Middle of a drought and the water commissioner drowns. Only in L.A.
- He hissed at you. What did he say?
- He said, "I can smell your cunt."
- I see. I myself cannot.
What can I tell you, kid? You're right. When you're right, you're right, and you're right.