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Steve Martin is a Man of Many Demands

Car Rental Agent: [cheerfully] Welcome to Marathon, may I help you?

Neal: Yes.

Car Rental Agent: How may I help you?

Neal: You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosey, fucking, cheeks! Then you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat!

Car Rental Agent: I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me.

Neal: And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!

Car Rental Agent: May I see your rental agreement?

Neal: I threw it away.

Car Rental Agent: Oh boy.

Neal: Oh boy, what?

Car Rental Agent: You're fucked!
 
Car Rental Agent: [cheerfully] Welcome to Marathon, may I help you?

Neal: Yes.

Car Rental Agent: How may I help you?

Neal: You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosey, fucking, cheeks! Then you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat!

Car Rental Agent: I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me.

Neal: And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!

Car Rental Agent: May I see your rental agreement?

Neal: I threw it away.

Car Rental Agent: Oh boy.

Neal: Oh boy, what?

Car Rental Agent: You're fucked!

great movie!
 
Well, I certainly enjoyed the video clip! Steve seems like a really good.. banjoist (?).. for sure.
🙂
I am very peculiar in the styles of Americana music that I enjoy, but I really enjoyed that piece.

Car Rental Agent: [cheerfully] Welcome to Marathon, may I help you?

Neal: Yes.

Car Rental Agent: How may I help you?

Neal: You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosey, fucking, cheeks! Then you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat!

Car Rental Agent: I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me.

Neal: And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!

Car Rental Agent: May I see your rental agreement?

Neal: I threw it away.

Car Rental Agent: Oh boy.

Neal: Oh boy, what?

Car Rental Agent: You're fucked!

:biggrin: :awe:
 
I've really been impressed by how varied Steve Martin's talents are. I saw a play he wrote called "Picasso at the Lapin Agile" about a fictional meeting of a young Picasso and Einstein at a bar before either of them got famous. It was absolutely hilarious but also included some things that made you realized Martin knows quite a bit about many different topics. You don't expect a career comedian to write jokes about Euclidean geometry.
 
[waking up after sharing the same bed on the motel]
Neal: Del... Why did you kiss my ear?
Del: Why are you holding my hand?
Neal: [frowns] Where's your other hand?
Del: Between two pillows...
Neal: Those aren't pillows!
:awe:


That list makes me wonder if they've just coincidentally run into some of those things/people while touring? :hmm:
 
Neal: He says we're going the wrong way...
Del: Oh, he's drunk. How would he know where we're going?



that list is hilarious by the way

My favorite scene was seconds later when they go between the rigs. :biggrin:

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Yes when I saw it I was wondering why it had an R rating. Up to that scene! 😀

i was oblivious most of my life until i got it on a netflix a year or two ago 😀

The Jerk is still my favorite of his, but planes, trains and automobiles is a close second

and dont forget dirty, rotten scoundrels

/yeah, hes damn good on the banjo
 
Steve doesn't need much...... the only thing he needs, is this. He don't need this or this. Just this ashtray. And this paddle game, the ashtray and the paddle game and that's all he needs. And this remote control.

The ashtray, the paddle game, and the remote control, and that's all he needs. And these matches. The ashtray, and these matches, and the remote control and the paddle ball.

And this lamp.

The ashtray, this paddle game and the remote control and the lamp and that's all he needs.

And that's all he needs too.

He don't need one other thing, not one - he needs this. The paddle game, and the chair, and the remote control, and the matches, for sure. And this. And that's all he needs.

The ashtray, the remote control, the paddle game, this magazine and the chair.
 
Steve doesn't need much...... the only thing he needs, is this. He don't need this or this. Just this ashtray. And this paddle game, the ashtray and the paddle game and that's all he needs. And this remote control.

The ashtray, the paddle game, and the remote control, and that's all he needs. And these matches. The ashtray, and these matches, and the remote control and the paddle ball.

And this lamp.

The ashtray, this paddle game and the remote control and the lamp and that's all he needs.

And that's all he needs too.

He don't need one other thing, not one - he needs this. The paddle game, and the chair, and the remote control, and the matches, for sure. And this. And that's all he needs.

The ashtray, the remote control, the paddle game, this magazine and the chair.

Jerk!
 
Car Rental Agent: [cheerfully] Welcome to Marathon, may I help you?

Neal: Yes.

Car Rental Agent: How may I help you?

Neal: You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosey, fucking, cheeks! Then you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat!

Car Rental Agent: I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me.

Neal: And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!

Car Rental Agent: May I see your rental agreement?

Neal: I threw it away.

Car Rental Agent: Oh boy.

Neal: Oh boy, what?

Car Rental Agent: You're fucked!

LOL, one of the best comedies, ever. John Candy was perfectly cast as "Dell Griffith" as well..
 
At his worst, he's more than you'll ever be at your best. I'm sure he can live with that.


And here I was thinking he was making a play on words about the movie "The Jerk".

Navin R. Johnson: The new phone book's here! The new phone book's here!
Harry Hartounian: Boy, I wish I could get that excited about nothing.
Navin R. Johnson: Nothing? Are you kidding? Page 73 - Johnson, Navin R.! I'm somebody now! Millions of people look at this book everyday! This is the kind of spontaneous publicity - your name in print - that makes people. I'm in print! Things are going to start happening to me now.
 
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