Don't hit me!

"And that is why I'm glad Bambi's mother is dead!"

A pox on you, sir.

Now there's a Machiavellian countenance.

Didn't Prince Charming keep the stacks of gold bars he recovered from slaying a dragon, or whatever, in the hall closet, since he didn't know what else to do with them?  I think his neighbor had to explain to him that gold's value was calculated by the ounce, not by the pound.

A waitress in a sports bar once sat next to me (note to servers: do not sit next to me, I read it as unsettling, not friendly) and told me that the staff had been speculating about why I was wearing a suit and bow tie.  The most popular theory was that I'd been stood up for prom.

Subway Tourists.  No, not the people from out of town who are unfamiliar with public transport.  The people who are always, always in front of me in a Subway restaurant when I'm in a hurry.  The people who, as far as I can determine, have never set foot in the place before.

I'm planning on Number Six myself, if I can find a black boating jacket.  Someone also suggested the Snow Miser, but that's a costume that requires a second person to be the Heat Miser, in my opinion.

Perhaps if it had been raining, that would have helped?

"When you control the mail, you control: information!"

I can tell you that if you walk down a street whistling the tune, people will not think you like Gene Kelly.

I love that Francis Urquhart is so English, so Tory, and from such an old family, that he thinks he's better bred for ruling than the King of England.  As he tells Kitchen when being accused of trying to bring down the monarchy:

Just remember, if you gather supplies but don't have a gun, you're just running errands for the guy down the street who has a gun.

Was this reply meant for me?  I'm suggesting that corporate doesn't care about how dumb and reckless its Scranton employees are, since they're consistently profitable.

If Scranton hadn't been the most profitable branch, consistently, then they'd have simply been downsized.

Even if the party platforms were markedly different, the reality is that the politicians that have any clout in Washington D.C. are going to be very, very similar.  Call it niche evolution.

They also had the guts to make God a character, with McShane engaging in a shouting match against a thunderstorm, or a scene where he dares God to knock over a shot glass to show His favor (the glass does fall, but only after everyone has left the room).

Yes, I remember Drew Carey being the only reason the employees had a decent health plan.  When someone else tried to get a new one on the cheap, he was very upset, having spent "years" keeping the HMO jackals at bay, or some such.

The film version of Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy uses this idea to, I think, great effect.  The Russian spymaster Karla is glimpsed only on the edges of the story, and what's a flashback in the mini-series is turned into a monologue.  Karla works much better as a pervasive but invisible presence in Smiley's life.

I just assumed that Mycroft, like Sherlock, thinks London is superior to any other place on the planet ("London is always a different city").  He probably assumes that when Sherlock is back to 100%, he's ditch the kiddie pool that is the New World and get back to the heart of all things good and English.