Silver Streak

Hilly: What do you publish? George: Oh, mostly nonfiction. Gardening, cook books, how-to-do-it books. Hilly: Like sex manuals? George: I've edited a few. Hilly: An authority, huh? George: I know what goes where...and why. Hilly: That's very interesting. Are you married? George: Divorced. Hilly: How come? George: My friends all told me that my wife was too good for me...and after a couple of years I decided they were right.

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George: I can't get over the size of this room without the partition. They are small rooms by themselves. Hilly: They're perfect for juggling. George: For what? Hilly: For juggling. When you practice...the balls would always bounce off the walls. George: Do you juggle a lot? Hilly: I know what goes where and why. George: I like that song. If I ever hear it again...it'll be difficult not to think of you. Hilly: You put that very nicely. George: Thanks. To traveling by train. Hilly: Trains that pass in the night.

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George: Milk her? I've never milked a cow before. Rita: Cut the gas, Steve, you're a grown man. I'm sure you've had some similar experience. [laughs] Look, you just sit down, take a tit in each hand and let nature take its course.

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Sheriff Chauncey: Is he with the Feds? George: Who? Sheriff Chauncey: This guy Rembrandt. George: Rembrandt is dead. Sheriff Chauncey: Dead? That makes four. Listen, fella, are you sure you're not making this up as you go along? I'm an officer of the law and I got a lot better things to do than listen to that kind of funnin'. Sheriff Chauncey: That's my hotline. Now you take your time to get your facts straight 'cause when I come back I want your answers clear and to the point. Got that? And you can start with who shot Rembrandt!

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George: What do you think? Grover: I think you better make a right up here and then a sharp left. I'm coming over. Grover: Jesus Christ, man! That's how you murdered your victims? Put 'em in a car and bounced 'em to death? George: Sorry! Grover: Sorry, my ass! You dangerous. Proves one thing, though: you don't do this for no living. George: No I don't. Grover: What are you slowing down for? George: There's a truck up ahead. Grover: So....there is a truck up ahead. Be a man! Let's turn on the siren. [George begins to accelerate and overtake the truck] Let's get them hippies off the road. Put some foot in it!! George: Would you like to drive for a while?

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Sheriff Chauncey: Hello, Car 36, what the hell happened to you guys? Grover Muldoon: [into the radio] Hey Chauncey, this is Grover T. Muldoon. You wanna know what happened? We just whooped your ass. We whooped your ass. Ha ha ha!

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