I finally found you, you son of a BITCH! Rabin, give me his I.P. address so I can hunt him down and end this rampage.

I was disappointed with this finale. The Tango with Russel and Catherne lacked discipline…it lacked character. You call that flamingo? I could make a better beat with a garbage can. I guess it's a younger man's game. When I dance now, it involves bullets and plasma rays. Betsy! I can't see the TV, get out of the way!