Chuck Clarke: Either shoot me or lower your voice.
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Chuck Clarke: Either shoot me or lower your voice.
Shirra Assel: The birds in the desert eat only flesh, and there is no wind.
Jim Harrison: No, if two Americans die it has to be unofficially.
Chuck Clarke: And now, a song dedicated to a lovely lady... of the Left.
Chuck Clarke: Oh my God, this guy's a songwriter and he liked my song! He wants to buy me a drink!
Lyle Rogers: Hot fudge love, cherry-ripple kisses. Lip-smacking, back-slappin', perfectly delicious.
Feisty Girl Band: I'm quittin' High School, 'cos you don't like me...
Shirra Assel: The Dome of the Emir's Palace is made of gold. The people have never seen a refridgerator.
Emir Yousef: The enemy of my enemies is my friend.
Chuck Clarke: Shit man, when you're on you're on.
Marty Freed: Frankly, you're old, you're white, you got no shtick, you got no gimmicks.
Shirra's Brother: You'll never find it! No-one will find it except the two Messengers of God.
Lyle Rogers: A lot of people don't have someone to go out on a ledge for them.
Chuck Clarke: I lived with my mother until I was thirty-two.
Chuck Clarke: Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi, Schmuckit! Mahallah Hutz Boiyah!
Lyle Rogers: Oh God! We're going to miss our show!
Lyle Rogers: Nothing ever happened to us. And now we're going to die out in the desert shootin' at helicopters.
Shirra Assel: I have written about our deaths, we will be remembered.
Prof. Barnes: We are not two messengers of God! We are two archaeologists who found a Map that could start a Holy War!
Chuck Clarke: Either shoot me or lower your voice.
Shirra Assel: The birds in the desert eat only flesh, and there is no wind.
Jim Harrison: No, if two Americans die it has to be unofficially.
Chuck Clarke: And now, a song dedicated to a lovely lady... of the Left.
Lyle Rogers: Hot fudge love, cherry-ripple kisses. Lip-smacking, back-slappin', perfectly delicious.
Feisty Girl Band: I'm quittin' High School, 'cos you don't like me...
Shirra Assel: The Dome of the Emir's Palace is made of gold. The people have never seen a refridgerator.
Emir Yousef: The enemy of my enemies is my friend.
Chuck Clarke: Shit man, when you're on you're on.
Lyle Rogers: Are these breasts?
Marty Freed: Frankly, you're old, you're white, you got no shtick, you got no gimmicks.
Shirra's Brother: You'll never find it! No-one will find it except the two Messengers of God.
Lyle Rogers: A lot of people don't have someone to go out on a ledge for them.
Chuck Clarke: I lived with my mother until I was thirty-two.
Chuck Clarke: Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi, Schmuckit! Mahallah Hutz Boiyah!
Lyle Rogers: Oh God! We're going to miss our show!
Lyle Rogers: Nothing ever happened to us. And now we're going to die out in the desert shootin' at helicopters.
Chuck Clarke: Oh my God, this guy's a songwriter and he liked my song! He wants to buy me a drink!
Shirra Assel: I have written about our deaths, we will be remembered.
Prof. Barnes: We are not two messengers of God! We are two archaeologists who found a Map that could start a Holy War!
CIA Agent: The KGB is here. I recognize two agents. CIA Agent: The ones dressed as Texans? CIA Agent: No. The ones dressed as Arabs. The ones dressed as Texans are Arab agents. I also recognize two guys from Turkish intelligence. CIA Agent: Which ones? The ones in the Hawaiian shirts? CIA Agent: No, the Bermuda shorts. The ones in the Hawaiian shirts are tourists.
Chuck Clarke: You mean you bought a camel? Lyle Rogers: No, I didn't really buy it. They *sold* it to me!
Chuck Clarke: Is this the oasis? Lyle Rogers: Does this look like an oasis to you? Chuck Clarke: Yeah, look at the birds. Chuck Clarke: Are those vultures? Lyle Rogers: Yeah. Chuck Clarke: You mean they're here on spec?
Lyle Rogers: Chuck, this isn't really a good time to get depressed. Chuck Clarke: You're right, I don't know what's wrong with me. Lyle Rogers: Look at the upside: we're not livin' lives of quiet desperation.
Lyle Rogers: But we're not singers, we're songwriters. Marty Freed: So? The Beach Boys weren't songwriters. Anthony Newley isn't a songwriter?
Lyle Rogers: Look at that, Simon & Garfunkel's "Greatest Hits". Chuck Clarke: Lyle, ''Dangerous Business'' is as good as anything they ever wrote. Lyle Rogers: You think so? Chuck Clarke: Sure. The only thing that Simon & Garfunkel or Bruce Springsteen or any of these guys have that we don't have is an agent. Lyle Rogers: You think so? Chuck Clarke: "Dangerous Business'' is as good as ''Bridge Over Troubled Water'' any day of the week. Lyle Rogers: You think so? Chuck Clarke: l'm telling you, if we get an agent, we get a record album.
Chuck Clarke: Forget ''herb.'' l never heard a hit that had the word ''herb'' in it.
Carol: l was thinking that if we lived together, l would just make your life so much easier. Chuck Clarke: Life isn't that bad, l just have a lot of pain.
Chuck Clarke, Lyle Rogers: Software, I'm looking for software, I gotta have software, For my machine!
Lyle Rogers: She said come look there's a... she said come look there's a wardrobe of love in my eyes... Lyle Rogers: Take your time, look around and see if there's something your size...
