commisioner to see if we can’t push those lonely people over the edge so we don’t have to pay them any benefits.

I’m not starring this until six and a half more minutes have passed. If you are right, no star for you.

Exactly. Without nipples, breasts would be pointless.

Maybe she’ll dye her hair blue and wear flannels with ripped up corduroys.

Woody Allen: thinks he’s John Proctor, is really Thomas Putnam.