[Future Shego pulls Present Shego off to the side]
Future Shego:
Listen, we don't have a lot of time. Ok, actually, we do. Well... we will.
Shego:
When you want to make sense, just let me know.
Future Shego:
Grab the Time Monkey.
Shego:
Why?
Future Shego:
You need the Time Monkey.
Shego:
Can't I just use yours?
Future Shego:
No, this is mine! OK, well, actually it's yours too. I mean, well, it's the one you're gonna to steal, so technically...
Shego:
If you need me, I'll be in there watching Kim Possible lose.
Future Shego:
Trust me, this whole rock gorilla deal is gonna go south. So when it does, make sure you get that Time Monkey!
Shego:
Run through this again for me.
Barfly:
[talking fast] Hiya. Hola. Hello. Good Evening. [gets up and wanders over and sits next to Adam]
Barfly:
Nice to meet ya.
Adam Jones:
But we've never met.
Barfly:
Oh, we go way back, John. Way way back.
Adam Jones:
My name's not John, it's...
Barfly:
I know what your name is, Bob.
Adam Jones:
[keeps looking straight ahead, in monotone] I don't know you or what you're talking about.
Barfly:
What do you mean you don't know me, Frank? Or is it Fred now? I always remember you liked changing your name. Some people change socks, I tell ya. But Wilson here, he changes his name like octopi go through digital watches, and real ones too.
Adam Jones:
I don't follow you. I just want to get back to my house and be left alone. Don't you understand that?
Barfly:
I know how you feel big guy. I mean we all wanna be left to our own devices. Our own shoes, our own appliances. There's a present in the tense. And the shift is on man, it's on!
Pope Sweet Jesus:
...Now speakin of ribs, and pleasure...
Lord Have Mercy:
Uh, yes, for a limited time only, we are proud to present to you our barbequed, baby back, horseradish, mustard, and peanut butter encrusted ribs with a slight Jagermeister infusion, sprinkled with chammomile leaves, with a horseradish and dandelion salad, on a bed of rice. Buy one Pimp Platter, get the whole bones free.
Deion Hughes:
Ah, ah, ah, ah. No, no, no, no, no! That's enough talking. It's time to get back to the wedding.
Pope Sweet Jesus:
It ain't never enough talkin' when you're talkin' about love, brother.
Jimmy Gator:
"Now I'm going to have our three whistlers... uh... please to present the next... um, the... um... musical... there were three... musical sections here, and this'll be the third... the third section... um... and they'll play a piece... it's very recognizable, it's... Chopin, actually... it's taken... it's, it's in the style of "March Militaire", which is a very... recognizable piece, so... if you please, just... listen to this, and I'm sure you can identify the... um, I'm sort of giving away the answer here, but that's... it's... Chopin... I don't mean to give away the answer... it's... please, just... you know... sing us a ditty, guys... a Chopin ditty." [collapses]
[Ford is trying to convince Vera to sleep with the Count for money]
Ford:
I'm a mentor. I'm not a hustler. I'm a conduit, I'm a circuit. Listen... Listen to me very carefully. My whole mission on this planet right now in relation to you is to introduce you to yourself. You know that. You're a deeply sexual human being. You have major erotic power. The easiest thing, and the most selfish, would be to convince you to lend yourself to one person, even if that one person was myself. That would be suffocating to you, and ignoble of me. That's what a hustler would do, and I refuse to hustle. I'm looking to lead you down the path of Ovid and Sappho, D.H. Lawrence, Edna Saint Vincent Millay, to say nothing of the whole hip-hop revolution. It's the path of the Bible: "Seek and you shall find. Know thyself". You're so ready right now to open yourself to discover your capacity for multiple men; multiple in the sense of at least a few. Maybe not at the same time, but sequentially. And - I know I'm getting ahead of myself here and you might not want to hear this because you're at least a year away from being there - but at some point you gonna be ready to explore women. And enjoy them. They already desire you all the time; you're just oblivious to it. But that's down the road, let's stick to the present for now: all that I'm asking is that you meet the Count...
Vera:
[interrupting him] Set it up.
Ford:
[not believing his ears] Really?
