Fred C. Dobbs: "If you're plannin' on smokin' them cigars,
you'll need matches. Where's your matches...? Let's see 'em."
Gold Hat: "Matches...? We ain't got no matches. We don't
need no matches. I don't have to show you no stinkin' matches."
(Day 736)
Fred C. Dobbs: "If you're as poor as you claim, your serapes
would be full o' patches. Where's your patches...? Let's see 'em.
Gold Hat: "Patches...? We ain't got no patches. We don't need
no stinkin' patches...
(Day 82,054)
Fred C. Dobbs: "If you'd just come from Ash Wednesday services,
your foreheads would be smudged with ashes. Where's your ashes...?
Let's see 'em."
Gold Hat: "Ashes...? We ain't got no ashes…
(Day 9,998,976,001)
Fred C. Dobbs: "If your compadres were actual members of the
Italian Socialist Party, they'd be Fascists. Where's your Fascists...?
Let's see 'em.”
Gold Hat: "Fascists...?”
(Day 6,392,875,620,395,847)
Fred C. Dobbs: "If you keep insistin' on sashayin' around in them
skimpy two-piece bathin' suits, you'll need pageants. Where's
your pageants...? Let's see 'em...
Gold Hat: “…”
(Day 83,492,736,574,839,283,759,293)
Fred C. Dobbs: "If you're really Muslims you’ll need hajjes.
Where's your hajjes...?"
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