Can-- Can we think about it?

I'd say yes, but I don't think thinking is your strong suit.

Tell you what, I'll be retired on a bluff overlooking Stinson Beach

while you're still genuflecting before the god of mediocrity.

- Roger. - Glad I left the car running.

Why are they so mean? It's just advertising.

- [Edsel] I don't know. - [Bob] I don't get it.

What'd you just say?

- [tense music playing] - Uh--

You will never swim the English Channel and then drown in champagne.

No, I wo-- I won't.

[music intensifies, ends]

So, where the hell is this Swinson Lake?

[seductive music playing]

What'd you just say?

I think you heard me.

- Why don't you come work for me? - Forget it, Florsheim.

I don't come when I'm called.

Oh.

I'll be calling you.