The Giant Claw (1957)

Jeff Morrow: Mitch MacAfee

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• Gen. Van Buskirk : Three men reported they saw something. Two of them are now dead.

  Mitch MacAfee : That makes me Chief Cook and Bottle Washer in a one-man Bird Watcher's Society!

• Mitch MacAfee : You keep your shirt on and I'll go get my pants on.

• Mitch MacAfee : Now, I don't don't care if that bird came from outer space or Upper Saddle River, New Jersey; it's still made of flesh and blood - of some sort - and vulnerable to bullets and bombs.

• Pierre Broussard : You like Pierre's apple jack, oui?

  Mitch MacAfee : Ahh, a perfect antidote for snakebite, thunder, lightning, and disbelieving generals. Fill 'er up, Pierre.

• Mitch MacAfee : Now if this thing of mine works, and we can get close, real close, and bombard that bird's anti-matter energy shield with a stream of mesic atoms, I think we can destroy that shield. The bird would defenseless then except for beak, claws, and wings. You could hit it with everything but the kitchen sink.

  Gen. Van Buskirk : We've got kitchen sinks to spare, son!

• Sally : Well, flying battleships, pink elephants, same difference.

  Mitch MacAfee : I said it looked like a battleship, not that it was a battleship.

• Sally : If felt like something collided with us up there!

  Mitch MacAfee : Yeah, a flying battleship that wasn't there.

• Mitch MacAfee : Listen, General, this idea of mine may prove to be as phony as a three dollar bill, but I still think it's worth a listen.

• Mitch MacAfee : That's what I've been talking about for 10 minutes! Get me my pants, will you, General?

• Mitch MacAfee : I know another poem. Be plain in dress and sober in your diet. In short, my dearie, kiss me and be quiet.

• Mitch MacAfee : Listen General, this idea of mine may prove to be as phony as a three dollar bill, but I still think it's worth a listen.

• Sally : Will it work, Mitch?

  Mitch MacAfee : I don't know. I honestly haven't the faintest, foggiest idea. It's one of those cockeyed concepts that you pull down out of Cloud Eight somewhere in sheer desperation.