Mystery Science Theater 3000

(Bryan has one of Lamas' men in the electric bath) Bryan: Comfort, teach him some manners. Crow: Well, the small fork is for the shrimp, and keep your head below the Queen.

Charity: I thought you were 10 feet under, Bryan. Crow: Ten feet under Bryan?

Lamas: The little town of... Joel, Tom and Crow: Bethlehem! Lamas: Fremont... Tom: Oh.

(Bryan and Charity leave the bar, Comfort sits next to Baby Face) Baby Face: (as they both look back at Charity) Not bad, huh? Crow: If you like that sort of thing. Comfort: Bet that red hair came ouf of a bottle. Tom: (in Barney Gumble voice) Ha! Look who's talking! (burps) Comfort: A martini, please. Joel: Now that comes out of a bottle.

Baby Face: Hey, now tell me I'm not a genius! Bryan: All right, you're not a genius. Joel: Hey, I walked right into that one! Tom: Ba-boom!

Joel: (as Bryan looks out the window) Why, there's Amsterdam. Tom: Hey, Morey! Oh.

(Charity is about to leave Bryan's room) Charity: Anything else? Bryan: Yes, one little thing...are you a natural redhead? Crow: Are you a natural blackhead?

(Coleman answers his phone) Coleman: Yes? What is it? Bryan: It's me, Super Dragon. Joel: Super Dragon who?

Crow: (describing Coleman) If Fritz Hollings were supermarionation.

(after Bryan tosses Comfort into the pool) Tom: Boy, relationships with secretaries were a lot different back then. Crow: Already I'm a dickweed!

(as the camera follows Comfort's legs) Joel: You know, eventually this is gonna get annoying. Crow: Eventually? Joel: Well...

Crow: (seeing Comfort's dress) Secret Agent Mary Kay!

Crow: (describing Bryan) Bert Convy, P.I.

Tom: (as Bryan takes Charity's cigarette) Secret Agent Super Rude, if you ask me.

Joel: (describing Baby Face) He's kind of a white trash Q, isn't he?

Crow: I hope this isn't like a John Waters film, when they lick all the furniture.