John Gustafson: Hey, did you hear about Eddie Hicks?
Max Goldman: Hypothermia's a bitch-not quick like a stroke.
John Gustafson: A stroke is no damn good! You could end up like a vegetable. Gimme a cardiac any day.
Max Goldman (to Snyder): Mr. John Gustafson? You mean the, ah, low-life, ass wipe, egg sucker, John Gustafson? The man's crazy, loco, always hanging around those kinky strip bars. You know, the ones where the men take their clothes off. That's course, if he's taken his medication.
Snyder: Medication?
Max Goldman: Yes. Without it, he could be anywhere, wanderin' around, talkin' to the trees. I'm tellin' ya, this man is a menace! He's always drinkin', startin' fights. Isn't that right?
Grandpa Gustafson: Hey! Drop that fish!
Max Goldman: Mr Gustafson.
Grandpa Gustafson: Don't make me have to separate you two again, dammit! Now go to your shanties, all of ya-you're scarin' the fish away. Damn kids! Kids! Can't live with 'um, can't shoot 'um.
Max Goldman: "Mind your business, will ya", "Mind your own business". Why don't you tie your shoelace. You'll fall on your stupid head! We're havin' a heatwave, here. (Sings)We're havin' a heatwave, a tropical heatwave.
Max Goldman: Dirty rat! I'll show him! Pickin' on people!
Max Goldman: Schmuck doesn't know what's happening.
Jacob: You're a child.
Max: Don't tell me, Jacob. It isn't me.
Jacob: Oh, it never is. No, I'm sure John started every fight since 1940.
Max: '38.
Jacob: It's ridiculous.
John: Wait a minute, you mean, you and she-?
Chuck: I am not talkin' about sex, you dummies!
John: No?
Chuck: 'Course not.
Max: Tell me something, Chuck. Do I stink?
John: Yeah!
Max: Not you, smartass, didn't ask you!
The Burgess Meredith aftertakes.
Max (this a blooper from the aftertakes): Don't shout at me!
John: I'm not shouting!
Max: Bust my tukus to get down here on New Year's Eve...or, Christmas, or whatever the @%&# it is!"
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