The Korean Bookie

Larry:You know the story of the three little pigs, the one who built his house with bricks? That's me. I build my house with bricks. I'm the third pig.

Larry:Why don't you just burn everything you eat to a cinder? Why stop at the marshmallow?

Larry:I'm just saying it's idiotic what you're doing.

Larry · Cheryl:My jacket's not in the car. That's really strange... That's bizarre...

Larry:That's my jacket. Marla's wearing my jacket. She took my jacket from the car?

Larry:I was taking the coat and Cheryl was mocking me for wearing a coat, 'cause it's freezing, you know. I'm not gonna take a coat... what, am I nuts? I had the foresight to bring the coat.

Marla:Larry, do you want the jacket back?

Larry · Marla:Wow! Wowie. What the hell is this? It might have been... I was eating a s'more... but it'll wash out, it's fleece.

Larry:And I should be rewarded for that foresight, not punished.

Larry:The pig also didn't come home to find some other fucking pig living in his house while he was locked out.

Larry · Sung:Pig? The pig... 'the three little pigs,' you don't know that story? What pig? I don't know what pig is. When did it happen? In the news? No, this is a fairy tale. Not real?

Larry:Can you believe I bet the Clippers? What kind of moron am I? Have I ever won on the Clippers, huh? Never, never.

Larry · Susie:Boy, what are you feeding this animal? He's as fat as a house. My god, look at the size of him. Like he knows what I'm talking about. You go around calling Jeff a fat fuck. Jeff is a fat fuck. Oscar is just big boned.

Larry:I don't get the whole dog thing anyway. It's like having a bum living in your house.

Larry · Heineman:May I ask why? Considering it's none of your business, I had better use for the money. Are these pickles? They're mine!

Larry · Susie:I told you you're feeding that dog too much. I don't feed him oreos!

Larry · Nurse:Oh, the Knicks? Oh, that was a great game. Went into overtime. Yeah, they lost by four.

Larry:Sometimes you rip up these checks, it screws up the books. It can really screw up the books, these things.

Larry:Most people aren't like you, Larry. Most people are not like you. You're special.

Larry:The poor dog is fighting for his life, you know, I love that dog. I mean... If anything ever happened to him, I-I don't know... I don't know what I'd do, but... I'm sure I'd figure something out.

Larry:Am I detecting a little... daytime sex here? Is that what this is about? I love daytime sex. Then you can just go on with the rest of the day as if nothing happen...

Larry:Well, you know it's not a myth, they do eat dogs. Some Koreans eat dogs.

Sung:I know where you live.

Sung:Sung eating mysterious 'fresh meat... quite delectable... the best kind. Only the best for Sung.'

Larry:You look like you should be pulling a rickshaw.

Larry:Boy, I tell you something, this is one hell of a titty festival. They're all over the place. Big bosoms everywhere you look.

Larry:You paid for those giant fake titties.

Larry:Less is more. I think you went a little... too big on it. It's just my opinion.

Larry:They-they're festive, man. That's a festival if I ever saw one.

Mark:It's not about subtlety, Larry, it's about excellence and confidence.

Wedding Guest:Celtics lost by three.

Marla:You have got to be kidding me.

Larry · Marla:It's my money. I can do whatever I want with it, no? No, that was my money I gave to you to replace the soiled jacket.

Larry · Wedding Guest:What is this dish? It's pulgoki. The korean florist brought it. It's delicious.

Larry:Oscar! Hey, pulgoki's Oscar! You're eating a do-oooog! You're eating a dog!