Maxwell H. Brock:
To be uncreative you might as well be in your grave... or in the Army.
Walter Paisley: [Looking slightly puzzled, and amused] They tried to draft me once. I couldn't pass the test.
Walter Paisley: [Looking slightly puzzled, and amused] They tried to draft me once. I couldn't pass the test.
Will:
Have some breakfast, man.
Walter Paisley: What're ya' having?
Maxwell H. Brock: Some soy and wheat germ pancakes, organic guava nectar, calcium lactate and tomato juice, and garbanzo omelettes sprinkled with smoked yeast. Join us?
Walter Paisley: No thanks... Sounds great, though!
Walter Paisley: What're ya' having?
Maxwell H. Brock: Some soy and wheat germ pancakes, organic guava nectar, calcium lactate and tomato juice, and garbanzo omelettes sprinkled with smoked yeast. Join us?
Walter Paisley: No thanks... Sounds great, though!
Carla:
[Admiring Walter's rather bizarre statue, "Murdered Man."] Walter, it's a masterpiece. I've never seen anything like it before... And I hope I never see anything like it again.
Walter Paisley: Neither do I.
Walter Paisley: Neither do I.
Alice:
You could use a little more heat around this place...!
Walter Paisley: It's bad for the clay! You'll get used to it!
Walter Paisley: It's bad for the clay! You'll get used to it!
Walter Paisley:
I didn't mean to hurt you, Lou. But if you'd have shot me, you'd be moppin' up my blood now.