We're blowing up this mess.

Keep out of this mess.

Nothing doing, Sammy. I'm not burying someone else's bad habits.

We will make up for anything she did

I put up with a lot from you because from the mad things...

We'll show him that we have influence, not him.

A new technology will come along to fix the messes we made with the last one.

Don't think you can run off and leave me holding the bag.

Or do you want this carrion to kill me?

Is there another way out of this?

Among the other candidates, who will pick up this slack?

Well, if we don't want the meddling, one of these days we're gonna have to start cleaning up our own messes.

Stupid box.

I hope he hangs till the rope rots.

Just luck. The rope they put on me broke.

Joe, that's my kid, he brought this junk back from Japan.

My stomach was proof that I had failed, that it had failed me, that it was broken.

Make up a pretty good mess of beans.

Most of these beans is molded.

Fiddlefaddle and rot, sir.

Mine's more full of holes than the Pittsburgh infield.

It was a dimly lit shack.

You and that damn book.

Some of the apples in the box were rotten.

Look, I'm tired and I'm bored with this mess. Will you take my case?

Some of you seem to think that these airplanes are garbage cans.

These oranges have gone bad.

The last time I went to Kodai Temple, the bush clover was splendid.

Greece s long festering crisis has been mishandled by all parties from the outset. Emotions now are running so high that muddling through is the only constructive alternative.

Boy My fuckin' reality.

Blow my face off?

all for the glory of God.

They said it was lousy, and it was.

After they sporulate, they do rot.

You sure you don't want to get off here, find yourself a nice garbage can down in St. John's?

I won't. I have to pick up after you, mend those rags you call clothes... pose for you for hours, on top of everything else.

It sucks, really.

I'd like to smash his face.

I'm as drunk as a fiddler's bitch.

And to you, frog may your children rot before they are born.

Rotten.

I'm gonna blow you plumb to kingdom come!

I'll bust his head.

I must've hit every part of his face. You should have seen him.

Blast this wretched, wretched pen! Ah!