I'm a white light blindin'bright

Sweet dreams are made of this

I promised you the wedding of your dreams,

[Jim's Dad] You're gonna have a fun weekend, Ma.

You know, I promised her her wedding... you know, the wedding of her dreams.

And I'm starting to realize that Mom and Dad's idea of appropriate behavior...

Oh, she's okay. Oh, yeah, yeah, Dad. She's okay. She's just a little tired.

Son of a... You little shit.

Everyone wants a piece of the Stif-meister.

I... I'm a master of the Tantric art.

Like a real hero. Kind of like me.

I was always kind of a C student.

Yes, I am. Oh, you son of a bitch.

Well, if this is your idea of a proposal...

We need a serving dish. Oh, yeah. Yeah. Of course.

If I were lying, I'd think of something better than a kiss.

I, um... I just have a couple of things I wanna say.

like a big, fluffy linen closet at the end of the main hallway.

I'm special. You're special. We're all just a bunch of special fuckers, aren't we?

You're a dirty cop, you're a prissy maid and I am your filthy cabana boy in need of much punishment and cleaning.