DHP: "Marty, keep it bright, and skip the bridge. I'll never be able to do a [dance move] in here"
DHP: "Okay, this is a little something I wrote myself. It's called I-R-S-P-E-C-T."
* * * * DHP SINGS!!!!!!!!! (373KB) * * * *
DHP: "My god is that the stage, can I peek?! Give my regards to Broadway!"
DHP: "Yes, smile and keep my head up"
DHP: "I'm sorry"
DHP: "Look, don't worry. You held up your end of the bargin, I'll hold up mine"
DHP: "Thank you! Thank you! You'll never pay taxes again"
DHP: "Need aspirin ... Oh, okay, that's funny, tic-tacs in the aspirin bottle again!"
DHP: "I hate you people!"
DHP: "It's not you"
ANNIE: "You know, maybe I should come back tomorrow, you look like you're having a bad day"
DHP: "Life? Tell me about it. I just got passed over for the office with a window because I'm too lenient"
ANNIE: "Lenient is good. Jesus was lenient"
DHP: "If Jesus worked here he wouldn't have a window either. Sit down"
DHP: "I must meet you friends, they sound like a hoot"
DHP: "Let's begin. Good. Good. Good."
ANNIE: "Wow, I did alright!"
DHP: "No you did it horribly. I'll show them lenient. Okay. Good, caught ya. Caught ya again. Is that a 9 or a 4?"
ANNIE: "A 9?"
DHP: "Caught ya again!"
DHP: "If I want a window there is"
DHP: "Are you really this incompetant, or are you just doing this to cheer me up?"
DHP: "Cats? I love cats!"
DHP: "'Cats'? I love 'cats'! I've seen it 13 times"
ANNIE: "Oh that's so sad"
DHP: "I should've known you were a dancer. You have a dancer's body"
ANNIE: "Thank you"
DHP: "lithe(sp!), and wiry, reeking of sensuality"
DHP: "Can you do splits?"
ANNIE: "Now?"
DHP: "No, no ... no, not now"
DHP: "Miss Spidero, I have to be honest with you. You are, as we say in IRS lingo, up doody creek"
DHP: "Miss Spidero, I have to be honest with you. You are, as we say in IRS lingo, up doody creek. But, you seem like a very lovely person, perhaps we could discuss your problem. Tonight. Over dinner. I'm buying. I'll give you the receipt?"
DHP: "Perhaps we could discuss your problem. Tonight. Over dinner"
ANNIE: "Mr. Callahan, dinner was ..."
DHP: "ah ..."
ANNIE: "James"
DHP: "ah ..."
ANNIE: "Jimmy"
DHP: "mmm"
DHP: "Bet ya got milk. Cats like milk"
DHP: "Do you know what I'm doing now? I'm marking you"
DHP: "Do what? Sleep with you? I don't want to sleep with you!"
ANNIE: "You don't? What was all this about?"
DHP: "I want you to get me an audition for 'Cats'!"
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