If You Ask Me To

Ecstatic Over The Total Annihilation Of The Earth, Dr. Strangelove "resurrects" Himself, Miraculously Regaining His Ability To Walk. His Mechanical, Robot-like Body Rises Out Of His Wheelchair, Crying Exultantly: "sir! I Have A Plan. Heh." (he Realizes He Is Standing Up.) "mein Fuehrer, I Can Walk!"

François: Do You Know What Kind Of A Bomb It Was? Clouseau: Yes, The Exploding Kind.

Now Then, What Do We Know? One, That Professor Fassbinder And His Daughter Have Been Kidnapped. Two, That Someone Has Kidnapped Them. Three, That My Hand Is On Fire.

I'm A Classic Example Of All Humorists - Only Funny When I'm Working.

I Feel Ghostly Unreal Until I Become Somebody Else Again On The Screen.