I Buried Sid

Larry:Yeah, but what, like a penny every 11 years? I mean, what is it... what is it now, 32 cents. Whoo-ooh-ooh... is it 32 cents? That sounds high.

You're a funny guy.

Larry:when celebrity relationships go public, and... I don't know. It starts to ruin everything.

Sounds captivating.

Sid as Liza Minnelli:Screw you, Larry! My mother and I always hated you!

Larry:Tour de force. New face in town, Sid. Hilarious.

Hank:It means that you're a fucking freak.

Hank:You don't know the fucking difference between being laughed with and being laughed at.

Artie:He said, 'is there a man in your life with a 'd' and an 'a' and a 'd?' I said, 'yeah, that's my dad.'

Artie:On most nights, you'd be batting 1,000.

Artie:Is there also an 'h,' and an 'r,' char?

Phil:You have the worse handwriting than stephen hawking.

Artie:Good for you. You gotta set an example. No. I mean, he killed himself.

Larry:Some nights you have such special... special show where you have terrific guests, and some nights, honestly, you just have, you know, average guests. But tonight's one of those nights where we have... have really good guests.

Larry:I wonder if they'll ask me to be a pallbearer? Because, you know, I have a bad... back? Shoulder?

Hank:I told him he was a... a... a fourth rate Larry bud melman.

Hank:Call rosie grier. Ask him if he'll come over and pray with me.

Larry:cue card men never die. They just get whited out.

Hank:No flipping. Shut up, Phil.

Hank:It didn't work, but you know why? Because you went so long. You know, you killed the whole audience.

Larry:A very gifted actor who people laughed with and not at.

Larry:Um, you know, snaps.

Fred:Got a lot of unpaid bills, and, uh, insurance policy, borrowed money, and I'd like to help, but I'm living on unemployment...

Larry:because I loved him.

Larry:Fake things. I mean, you know... oh. Fake dinosaurs.

Larry:Wasn't it at a function where I don't remember you?

Larry:Fuck me.

Larry:Uh, does anybody take discover anymore? I mean, was this guy current on anything?

Hank:What did you say to Sid? When? Right after rehearsal when you walked away from me and made a beeline backstage, probably to tell him how rotten he was and how much better you'd be in the sketch, right?

Larry:We... we never got to that.

Hank:Really? What kind of car did Sid have?

Phil:We... we never got to that.

Hank:He had her stashed in a little place in the valley. He used to bang her at lunch.

Larry Sanders:I thought his wife was dead. Sid. No. I guess he liked to tell people that.

Hank:I guess he liked to tell people that.

Hank:Can you imagine killing yourself over a couple of chicks?

Char the psychic:He... he wants you to do the sketch.

Larry:We'll have you on another night.

Laura Dern:No, you won't.

Larry Sanders:I would love to cook for you, and... and, um... why don't we take a break?

Larry Sanders:Give my best to your mom and your dad, dern old bruce.

Hank:It was like when you were interviewing Dan rather.

Hank:Aw, screw you, Larry. I gotta tell you something. My mom and I always hated you.

Hank:Well, at you, but hilarious. You were good.

Phil:Were they, uh... were they laughing with me or were they laughing at me?

Larry Sanders:Well, at you, but hilarious.

Hank:Oh, Sid, you fuck. You tricked me, buddy.

Jerry Stiller:I just ran into a psychic in the parking lot who told me that you and Laura are an item. Is this the truth? Is this the truth?