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| JULIUS: If I had known I was gonna meet the president I would've worn a tie. Look at me, I look like a schliemiel. JULIUS: Everyone's trying to get out of Washington, and we're the only schmucks trying to get in. DAVID: You really think you can fly that thing? STEVEN: You really think you can do all that bullshit you just said? RUSSELL: In the language of my generation up yours! WHITMORE: What do you want us to do? ALIEN: Die. Die. JIMMY: Let's kick the tires and light the fires, big daddy! GROUPIE: Oh god, I hope they bring back Elvis. STEVEN: I'm just a little anxious to get up there and whup E.T.'s ass. STEVEN: Y'know, this was supposed to be my weekend off, but noooo. You got me out here draggin' your heavy ass through the burnin' desert with your dreadlocks stickin' out the back of my parachute. You gotta come down here with an attitude, actin' all big and bad... and what the hell is that smell? I could've been at a barbecue! But I ain't mad. SECRETARY OF DEFENCE: I'm not Jewish. JULIUS: Well, nobody's perfect. WHITMORE: Sir, regardless of what you may have read in the tabloids, there have never been any spacecraft recovered by our government. Take my word for it. There's no Area 51. There's no recovered space ship. NIMZICKI: Uh, excuse me, Mr. President. That's not entirely accurate. |