Look, there's nothing wrong with people being happy, but there's more to life than turning on and screwing to Ravel's Bolero.
Don't just stand there, idiot. Call a doctor, and then help me find a nose.
There's so few people in this town with a conscience.
Nothing matters but the facts. Without them, the science of criminal investigation is nothing more than a guessing game.
I'm not a dishwasher anymore. But I'm still from Sangamon Street.
Being thrown out of this place is significantly better than being thrown out of a leper colony.