The Slicer

Does that mean I have to go too? Well, you don't think she's just talking to me. - Hey, shut up. - You shut up.

It's like a rugby scrum.

And to the bathroom.

Well, at the Yankees, it was all about smoothing things over... you know, chiselling away, grinding down. In fact, we used to call it the grind.

That should be a 14. Let me just...

But what the hell, we need someone, huh? You won't regret this, sir. I don't care.

Yeah. Seems reasonable.

Even more reasonable.

They botched the Statue of Liberty job. Right. They couldn't get the green stuff off.

Remember the photo of me and Gerald Ford and I took it in? Got that Ford right out of there.

Everywhere you go they always give you these misshaped, shoddy meats. Look, look, look. I haven't had a decent sandwich in 13 years. Neither have I.

Welcome to flavour country.

Your whole building smells like potatoes.

You know, that happened to Lomez, so he blew his neighbour's circuit.

Just let me finish this mile-high and I'll be right with you.

Oh, mama. Are you okay? I'm gonna lose that nail.

Is it anything like hitting a homer in softball? No. Because I hit a whomper last week.

Thought you said you wanted to be out. But I'm still here. You took out the other guy.

You've really lost a lot of hair. I am aware.

The cat.

Well, he moved into a motel and the cat eventually died.

How was the doctor date? It died on the table.

Saving lives? The whole profession is, 'Just put some aloe on it.'

Dermatologists. Skin doesn't need a doctor. Of course not. Wash it, dry it, move on.

So you've done this? Almost. Couldn't get the girl to go out with me a second time.

How'd you know you cut it? Well, I guess I just assumed.

It must take a really, really big zit to kill a man.

You call yourself life saver. I call you Pimple Popper, M.D.

I had skin cancer. Skin cancer. Damn.

He looks like a 'Peanuts' character.

Someone's gotta unhook the boat before it leaves the place.

I got a piece of my heel stuck in the slicer.

I got a little slicer-happy.

Oh, no clowns. I don't like clowns. The clowns.

Was it Pimple Popper, M.D? That's the one. Still got it.

Wow, that's a lot of potatoes.

Jerry, as the Bible says, 'Thou who cureth can maketh ill.'

Find this woman, tell her you're not a test-tube pincushion.

I want the antidote, Pimple Popper.

Freckle's ugly cousin.

I've seen moles so big they have their own moles. Freckles that cover two men.

George, why would I, a Juilliard-trained dermatologist, send him to another doctor?

No, but he thinks I am and I won't betray that trust.

You're not taking a deli slicer to my boss.

A real dermatologist?

Caused by exposure to benzene, a common ingredient in metal cleaners.

It was Dr. Van Nostrand.

What a pear-shaped loser.

Well, I'll be. You have lost a lot of hair.

He said he didn't care. God, I love that place.

What'd he give you for it? Aloe.