:25:21
How's it going?
:25:26
- Get off.
:25:28
Get off.
:25:38
- Heel.
:25:41
- Heel!
:25:47
Got any suggestions?
:25:50
Oh, what?
:25:52
- You got any suggestions?
- Yeah, kick his balls.
:25:57
Kick his balls.
:26:00
Yeah, but I don't wanna destroy
future generations of charitable dogs.
:26:04
Don't worry about it.
I got three Dobermans.
:26:06
If I didn't kick them in the balls regularly,
I'd never get anything done.
:26:09
But he's gotta be close
to finishing by now.
:26:11
Not yet.
:26:13
Here comes the lipstick.
:26:15
Mrs. Lubin?
We're ready for you now.
:26:18
- Okay. Come on, Arthur.
:26:26
- I feel so used.
:26:29
Thanks for your help.
For, at least, your good intentions.
:26:34
- I recognize you.
- Oh, did you go to Columbia High?
:26:37
No, not from high school.
From TV.
:26:39
- Didn't you play the retarded quarterback?
- Yeah.
:26:42
Are you
really retarded?
:26:45
No, I'm not.
:26:47
Cool.
:26:49
Great job, man. I mean,
I thought you were really retarded.
:26:53
You're just as good as that Corky kid,
and he's actually retarded.
:26:56
If there was some
sort of retarded Oscar...
:26:58
you would win like
hands down, kick his ass.