It's like Elmer Fudd sitting on a juicer.

They're the worst.

That's perverse.

Oh, what's the point? When I like them, they don't like me, when they like me, I don't like them. Why can't I act with the ones I like the same way I do with the ones I don't like?

No. That's from Star Trek III: The Search for Spock.

Spock dies, they wrap him up in a towel, and they shoot him out the bowel of the ship in that big sunglasses case.

Then I looked inside, and I found my katra.

That was a hell of a thing when Spock died.

You don't have to humiliate me. I may be dressed as a clown but I am a person.

George is getting upset!

Ohhh, that is a great idea! Really, really great!

My uncle Leo, I had lunch with him the other day, he's one of these guys that anything goes wrong in life, he blames it on anti-Semitism. You know what I mean? The spaghetti's not al dente - cook's an anti-Semite. Loses a bet on a horse. Secretariat? Anti-Semitic. Doesn't get a good seat at the temple. Rabbi?…

Maybe Mexican.

You're telling me there's no room to move on pasta? All starches are a scam.

Is he black?

It was a good bit in the '80s and it's still relatable today!

As opposed to

This is all I think about. Sleeping with a giant.

French Impressionist Paintings?

It's just a little confusing, is all.