Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Sleeping with the bomb...
Do you remember this? I do...
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Turgidson:
Mr. President, if I may speak freely, the Russkie talks big, but frankly, we think he's short of know how. I mean, you just can't expect a bunch of ignorant peons to understand a machine like some of our boys. And that's not meant as an insult, Mr. Ambassador, I mean, you take your average Russkie, we all know how much guts he's got. Hell, lookit look at all them them Nazis killed off and they still wouldn't quit.
Muffley:
Can't you stick to the point, General?
Turgidson:
Well, I'm sorry. Ah... If the pilot's good, see. I mean, if he's really... sharp, he can barrel that baby in so low spreads his arms like wings., laughs you oughtta see it sometime, it's a sight. A big plane, like a '52, vroom! There's jet exhaust, flyin' chickens in the barnyard!
Muffley:
Yeah, but has he got a chance?
Turgidson:
Has he got a chance? Hell Ye... ye... covers mouth in solemn realization
