I Am Here To Fix

We Don't Want To Start A Nuclear War Unless We Really Have To, Now Do We Jack?

Gentlemen, You Can't Fight In Here! This Is The War Room.

You'll Catch Your Death Of Cold. Clouseau: Yes, Yes I Probably Will But . . . Its All Part Of Life's Rich Pageantry, You Kneau.

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.

François: Do You Know What Kind Of A Bomb It Was? Clouseau: Yes, The Exploding Kind.