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Dr. Irving Finegarten: If he starts to levitate, don't panic; it's just a side-effect.
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Agnes: I mean, how erotic do you really want to go?
Felix Farmer: Go, go, E-R-O-T-I-C! GO! GO!
Agnes: Sally Miles, America's G-rated darling, in the B-U-F-F?
Felix Farmer: Why not?
Agnes: Ohhhh, Felix darling, some of her fans still don't think she goes to the bathroom!
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Dr. Irving Finegarten: Is Batman a transvestite? Who knows?
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Dr. Irving Finegarten: Hello Polly.
Polly Reed: Irving!
Dr. Irving Finegarten: You look like an anemic turtle.
Polly Reed: You're gonna let that SHYSTER on?
Dr. Irving Finegarten: I could sue you for calling me that, Polly! A shyster is a disreputable lawyer. I'M a QUACK!
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Nurse: I'll see what I can do.
Polly Reed: You'll do more than just see, missy! You'll do! See?
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Tim Culley: You stay in the car.
Dr. Irving Finegarten: Who stay in the car?
Tim Culley: Him. Stay in the car.
Ben Coogan: I don't wanna stay in the car.
Tim Culley: Look, we've got to be sly and stealthy, and you're too pissed.
Ben Coogan: Bullshit, I can be just as sty and slealthy as you can.
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Tim Culley: It's been my experience that every time I think I know "where it's at," it's really somewhere else.
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Dr. Irving Finegarten: Come to think of it, why should I give you a vitamin shot? I'm the one with the hangover. B-12, B-Complex, Crude Liver, and a generous jolt of adrenal cortex. Chased by a Bloody Mary. L'chaim! Now Lila, in order to inject this properly I have to expose my gluteus maximus.
Lila: Want me to do it for ya?
Dr. Irving Finegarten: Are you perchance a nurse?
Lila: No, but I used to be a junkie.
Dr. Irving Finegarten: Would it endanger your amateur standing if I asked you to use a sterilized needle?
Lila: You're the doctor.
Dr. Irving Finegarten: Oh, that's the nicest thing anyone's said to me all week.
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Sally Miles: I am going to show my boobies. Are you here to see my boobies?
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It's been years since Blake Edwards made a funny film, and this 1981 effort may have been one of his last consistent laugh producers. Richard Mulligan plays a Hollywood producer who realizes that his career may be over when the public sees his latest film: a big-budget musical that lands on test audiences with a thud. In a moment of madness, he hits upon the idea of reediting it to include soft-porn reshoots--including a shot of his movie-star wife (Julie Andrews), who has a squeaky clean public image, baring her breasts (which the squeaky clean Andrews actually does). Scathing in its satire of Hollywood numbskullery, the film features terrific performances by Mulligan, Robert Preston, and William Holden (in his last film). --Marshall Fine
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