Off the Golden Gate Bridge?

From your golden hair down to your...

if I am to transform this bucolic beauty into a sophisticated debutante.

Yeah, with her golden curls hanging down her back, and her pretty little rosebud mouth saying,

Come, fair maiden, and I shall sing of your golden tresses, and your azure eyes, and your skin of alabaster, and your other charms that set me aflame.

Gentlemen, aided and abetted by the gossamer garments, exotic lotions, and other feminine appurtenances within these curtains, I am ready to assume the role of Pygmalion and transform that barefoot galateer into a striking and sophisticated paragon of Beverly Hills le couture.

the the the the

- The Russians? - The dancers, darling. The ballet!

The longer, the better.

Why, he's the biggest, the bravest, the fightinest, the strongest, the hard ridinest, and the straight shootinest man alive.

The president, baby, the president.

The tree outside the window.

Well, the chick... The lady at the first desk.

Get the balls in the holes, except the white one.

Well, the birds invaded the house.

It's the end of the world!

"unto the mountains and the hills,"

"and the rivers and the valleys."

The five continents of the world...

It's the end of the world.