I'd like to take a look at it.
|Frank: If i ever speak civilly to that girl again, dump a bucket of water on my head.|
Joe: Any particular size?
|we heart you, hargrove!|
Arlo Weatherly. Hondo, Texas
|"I'm not in the habit of leaving my bag|
unzipped in the middle of the airport."
Frank: Is this women's intuition?|
Nancy: Detective's intuition. I'm sorry, forgive me, obviously you don't have those kinds of feelings. Sometimes I wonder if you have any feelings at all. Obviously you wouldn't.
Frank: Wouldn't what?
Nancy: Shed a tear when i'm gone.