(movie projector running) Still wonderful, isn't it? And no dialogue. We didn't need dialogue, we had faces. There just aren't any faces like that anymore. Maybe one, Garbo. Oh, those idiot producers. Those imbeciles. Haven't they got any eyes? Have they forgotten what a star looks like?! I'll show them! I'll be up there again, so help me!
Frank, you don't like Christmas much, do you? –Like it? I love it. It's cold, but people stay home and watch television. Ad revenues go up 30%. All these idiots are going to be home watching the boob tube for me tonight! I am the biggest fan that Christmas ever had.
We're all being lobotomized by this country's most-influential industry. It's just thrown in the towel on any endeavor to do anything that doesn't include the courting of 12-year-old boys. And not even the smart 12-year-olds, the stupid ones, the idiots -- which there are plenty, thanks in no small measure to this network! So why don't you just change the channel? Turn off your TVs. Do it right now. Go ahead.