Go back to Jersey, sonny. This is the City of the Angels, and you haven't got any wings.
- He hissed at you. What did he say?
- He said, "I can smell your cunt."
- I see. I myself cannot.
Some men get the world. Others get ex-hookers and a trip to Arizona.
Have the lambs stopped screaming?
A naked man with a gun? Do you really expect anyone to believe that?
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
Oh, great. You get the girl, I get the coroner.