On his deathbed Carmine Vespucci's father tells him to "get Proclo". With "the hit" on, Gaetano tells a cab driver to take h...更多>
Gaetano Proclo: We used to have a guy like that back in the army. We called him "Get away from me Claude". Googie Gomez: I know what's going on in here, with all of you men going "Hee hee hee, boo boo boo, hah hah hah. Chris: Screw you, honey. Boy, if there's one thing I can't stand it's a queen without a sense of humor. You can die with your secret... miserable piss-elegant fairy. Googie Gomez: [singing in a thick accent] "Ebey'tings comin' up rho-ziz, por me and por chu." Googie Gomez: [In a thick accent] One of dees days ju is going to see de name of Googie Gomez up in lights and you gonna ask to juself, [gasps] Googie Gomez: 'Gwas dat her?' An den ju gonna answer to juself, [gasps] Googie Gomez: 'Jes, dat gwas her!' Well, let me tell you something, Mister: I gwas ALWAYS her, jus dat nobody knows it!" Chris: [to Carmine] Dumb and dizzy, that's me, Darling. Chris: There will be an orgy in Room 340 in approximately four minutes! Orgy in 340, four minutes! Michael Brick: See something you like, Buddy? Claude Perkins: [to Brick] Hey! What do you need, a brick wall to fall on your head? Resting! It's a euphemism for not interested... Skinny! Abe Lefkowitz: [announcing Chris's arrival] 340 coming up. That is three-four-oh. She's here, boys! Gaetano Proclo: A person can catch Athlete's Foot in a place like this! Duff: You're lucky if that's all you catch. Gaetano Proclo: My, what unusual pants. They look like cowboy chaps. Patron In Chaps: [fixing Gaetano with an intense stare and spoken in a rich, deep voice] They are cowboy chaps. Gaetano Proclo: [nervously] That's what I was thinking. They look like cowboy chaps. Claude Perkins: [to Carmine] You know Mister, you really know how to break up an act. Carmine Vespucci: I need some kind of code name. Chris: [excitedly] Evelyn! Carmine Vespucci: No. I don't like Evelyn. It sounds too effiminate. Chris: [in a deep voice] How about Bunny? Carmine Vespucci: I like it. Patron With Cigar: Crisco. Gaetano Proclo: What? Patron With Cigar:
Crisco Oil Party. Room 419. Pass it on.
Gaetano Proclo: Pass what on? Patron With Cigar: Bring Joey. Gaetano Proclo: Who's Joey? Patron With Cigar: You know Joey. Don't bring Chuck. You've got that? Gaetano Proclo: Crisco Oil Party. Room 419. I can bring Joey but not Chuck. Patron With Cigar: Check. Gaetano Proclo: What's the matter with Chuck? [answer is whispered in his ear] Gaetano Proclo: [absolutely horrified] Chuck is definitely out! Patron With Cigar: [walking away] Hey, you won't be disappointed. Abe Lefkowitz: People like you think the whole world is queer. Chris: Well, it's lucky for people like you it is. Abe Lefkowitz: I thought you'd sworn off this place. Claude Perkins: I thought I had, too. Abe Lefkowitz: You got homesick for us, right? Claude Perkins: Well, I didn't have much choice. I've been barred from the Athenium. Abe Lefkowitz: Come on! No one gets barred from the Athenium. Claude Perkins: Well, there was this man there... Abe Lefkowitz: A fat man, right? Claude Perkins: Fat? He was the Magic Mountain! He threw me into one of my frenzies. I went beserk and kicked his door open, so they threw me out and told me never to come back again. I was willing to pay for it. I just wanted to talk to him. You know how I am. Claude Perkins: It's good to be back, Abe! I feel strangely optimistic about this evening. Small Patron: I'd prefer something on three. Abe Lefkowitz: [mumbling] Yeah, yeah... Small Patron: [to Gaetano] Did they ever put you on four? It's Siberia up there. Gaetano Proclo: You're a good man, Abe. I'm gonna have a novena said for you when I get back to Cleveland. What's your last name? Abe what? Abe Lefkowitz: Lefkowitz. Gaetano Proclo: I'll still have a novena said for you when I get back. [Gaetano leaves] Chris: You know, I had a novena said for me once. I asked to wake up gorgeous. Abe Lefkowitz: So, what happened? Chris: Well look at me! Gaetano Proclo: [disappointed] You're not Joe Namath! Chris: It's the lighting. Claude Perkins: [trying to seduce Gaetano] You'll never guess what I had for dinner tonight, so I'm just going to tell you. Gaetano Proclo: I beg your pardon?