Isn't that something? Middle of a drought and the water commissioner drowns. Only in L.A.
I goddamn near lost my nose. And I like it. I like breathing through it. And I still think you're hiding something.
Now you're looking for the secret. But you won't find it because of course, you're not really looking. You don't really want to work it out. You want to be fooled.
The secret impresses no one. The trick you use it for is everything.
What can I tell you, kid? You're right. When you're right, you're right, and you're right.
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.
No one cares about the man in the box, the man who disappears.