When You Have Been Killed As Many

Ecstatic Over The Total Annihilation Of The Earth, Dr. Strangelove "resurrects" Himself, Miraculously Regaining His Ability To Walk. His Mechanical, Robot-like Body Rises Out Of His Wheelchair, Crying Exultantly: "sir! I Have A Plan. Heh." (he Realizes He Is Standing Up.) "mein Fuehrer, I Can Walk!"

Relax, I'll Get It. (said To Kato After Clouseau Knocks Him Unconscious)

Facts - Behind Them Lies The Whole Fabric Of Deductive Truth.

To See Me As A Person On Screen Would Be One Of The Dullest Experiences You Could Ever Wish To Experience.

Some Forms Of Reality Are So Horrible We Refuse To Face Them, Unless We Are Trapped Into It By Comedy. To Label Any Subject Unsuitable For Comedy Is To Admit Defeat.