That was an amazing scene. Bogart, Greenstreet, Lorre, Astor, of course, even Elisha Cooke in the background. So simply directed by Huston, it's all in the performances of the principals. Is there any crime or action or, hell, just ordinary drama that can boast such a scene of constantly catalysing emotion such as…

"…And now, ladies and gentlemen, let's put our hands together to welcome The Twisterino V6 from M. Night Shyamalan Vehicles!"

Where's Coke Crystal now? The cans were see-thru! See-thru!

Shyamalemon

I thought the one about the Amish village wasn't bad either. It was the one with the lady in the swimming pool that was so godawful - especially his own prolonged cameo as 'the new, sexy, young Jesus', that was especially egregious. Poor fellow. People in my cinema were hooting with laughter whenever he appeared in a…

But the dog can come.

I knew I was right.

I thought you tumblerinas would handle that. I mean, that is your thing, isn't it?

Oh you must be an actor. Sit quietly till a writer tells you what to say, human muppet.

What about a nice box of sugar tits?

I didn't say there weren't stupid Britons too. You didn't need to prove it, Malibu Klaus.

"ex-patriots"

Just Dr. Freud? I think he better bring along the whole family, including Anna and Melanie Klein. And Jung if he's in town.

What makes me most annoyed is that this 'TV writer' can't spell. That's what makes me RETCH.

Christ. That's awful.

You're 'Mostly British'. Well, I'm"Wholly British". So let me put it in language you think you understand: get knotted, cun
t.

It was just a mild joke. This is the AV Club. I'm not going to waste time mapping out a whole scenario based on strolling commedia dell'arte archetypes.

The Philosophy of the Sheep.

Guess nobody did. The joke failed.

Well, I always read it in the original, the XI folio. I suppose some people use the translation.