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Here is to good luck. May it all be mine.

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Don Canneloni: In the past, the Canneloni family was the most powerful of the families. We controlled drugs, prostitution, extortion, prostitution, gambling... Slim: Uh, you said "prostitution" twice. Don Canneloni: Well, I like it.

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Fenderbaum: It's General Patton and general admission. J.J. McClure: Heckle and Jeckle dressed as cops. They oughta arrest their minds for vagrancy.

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CHP Officer: What are you boys trying to pull? J.J. McClure: There's been a nuclear meltdown and we're transporting some contaminated materials to Connecticut. CHP Officer: Well, why Connecticut? J.J. McClure: They ran out.

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Blake: We're gonna die. We're gonna die, we're gonna die. What do you think they're gonna do to us? Fenderbaum: I don't know what they're gonna do to you, but since Mr. T ain't here, I'll be too busy licking their boots to see.

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King: How come you have a blond, blue-eyed slave? Shiek: He's an actor. Hasn't had a series in seven years. The Slapper: Nine.

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Marcie: Does it look bad? Mack: Not from where I'm standing. Jill: Oh, can you fix it then? Mack: Honey, I've got a tool that'll fix anything.

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Blake: Is the Blimp driving? Fenderbaum: No, it's the General. Blake: The General? Oh, I'm gonna make a private outta him.

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Jill: Aw, come on. It'll be a weekend you'll never forget. Mechanic: All three of us? Marcie: It's gonna be a weekend you can tell your kids about. If they're all boys.

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Tony: We've put our heads together, and we've decided we're gonna rip off the Arab, on the road, during the car race. Don Don Canneloni: Oh, you put your heads together, huh? IT MUST'VE SOUNDED LIKE A BOWLING ALLEY.

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Captain Chaos: J.J. ... Long time, no see. J.J. McClure: Nice to see you, Captain Chaos. Captain Chaos: Have no fear, "Him" is here.

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Jill: You know, Marcie, we've got this routine down. Marcie: Yeah. I think we're ready for the Cannonball. Jill: Oh, I think so. How far is Redondo beach? Marcie: 150 miles. Jill: Hah. An hour flat. Marcie: What're we waiting for?

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Hymie Kaplan: Friend or foe? Arnold: Guess.