Corky St. Clair: It's a Zen thing, like how many babies fit in a tire

 

Corky: I'll tell you why I can't put up with you people. Because you're bastard people! you are BASTARD PEOPLE and i'm going to go home and BITE MY PILLOW IS WHAT I'M GOING TO DO!!

 

Corky: I'd like you to close your eyes now, and I'd like you to try something, alright? Now what are you thinkin', what are you feeling right now, with your eyes closed
[Blows in Dr. Pearl's ear]
Dr. Allan Pearl: I feel a bree--... a... you're blowing in my ear.
Corky: Okay, alright, but you see you jumped... to a conclusion!
Dr. Pearl: Oh!
Corky: See, what I'm asking for is... your first feeling... was not that I was blowing on you. It was more like... Virgin Isles, or... Bahamanian...
Dr. Pearl: Oh...
Corky: Or... Arubian...

 

Corky: Well, then, I just HATE you... and I hate your... ass... FACE!

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Corky: People don't like to have fire poked... POKED into their noses. you know when you get a cinder from a barbeque right on the end of your nose and you kind of make that face, you know, that's not a good thing, and I wanted them to have the sense memory of that. So during the show I had someone burn newspapers and send it through the vents in the theatre. And well, they freaked out, and 'course the fire Marshall came over and they shut us down for a couple of days.

 

Lloyd Miller: [whispering] I don't want to interfere, but I think it would be... I think we have to work on...
Corky: I can't hear you!
Lloyd: [normal voice] I think we have to work on the music a little bit more. But I don't want to make trouble. So,
[whispering again]
Lloyd: and I don't really want to do this in front of them...
Corky: Well, where do you want to do it?
Lloyd: [whispering] Well, I think we have to sit down and make a schedule that includes some music time, because I think Jane and I have to work...
Corky: Why are you whispering? I'm right here, you know?
Lloyd: [raising voice considerably] Oh I'm sorry, do you want me to talk louder? Because I think that that it would be...
Corky: Well now it's too loud! You know, just talk like a normal person, OK?

 

Corky: What the city council did was really... give me a challenge, and it's a challenge that I am going to... accept. It's like in the olden days, in the... days of France, when men would slap each other with their gloves... say, y'know... "D'Artagnan!"... y'know, "how dare you talk to me like that, you!," and... smack 'em!

 

Ron Albertson: I'd wish they'd at least give us a line. I made some suggestions...
Sheila: We should be line-DANCING.