Tim McIntire credited as playing...
- [last lines]
- Blood: Well, I'd certainly say she had marvelous judgment, Albert... if not particularly good taste.
- Blood: Now let's run through the modern Presidents.
- Vic: What good's all this history crap gonna do me?
- Blood: Just do the Presidents.
- Vic: Oh, God! Eisenhower, Truman...
- Blood: TRUMAN, Eisenhower!
- Vic: Truman, Eisenhower, Kennedy, Johnson, Nixon, Ford, Kennedy, Kennedy, Kennedy...
- Blood: I hope the next time you play with yourself, you go blind.
- Blood: Breeding is an ugly thing.
- Vic: Hell! They didn't have to cut her! She could have been used two or three more times!
- Blood: Ah, war is hell.
- Blood: You know, Albert, sometimes you can be such a putz...
- Vic: A putz? What's a putz? It's somethin' bad, isn't it? You better take that back or I'm gonna kick your fuzzy butt!
- Blood: [sighs] Yep, definitely a putz.
- Blood: A cautous young fellow named Lodge / Had seatbelts installed in his Dodge. / When his date was strapped in / He committed a sin / Without even leaving the garage. That's clever, isn't it?
- Blood: Pull up your pants, Romeo.
