Oscar: I hate little notes on my pillow. Like this morning. 'We're all out of cornflakes. F.U.' It took me three hours to figure out that 'F.U.' was Felix Unger. It's not your fault, Felix. It's a rotten combination.
Felix:what, pray tell, will become of all the Bill O'Reiley's, Tom Brokaws, Larry Flint's, Mick Jaggers, Rosie O'donnels, Steve Spielbergs, et. al, of the world? Do they get thrown onto the same massive pile of useful idiots that have outlived their purpose, or is there a special pile reserved for their ilk?
Oscar:They are sentenced to life imprisonment in Katie Courics rectum!