Louie And The Blind Girl

You kick some squirrels into the lake?

I detect the not-so-faint smell of mostaccioli. So, it must be Banta.

Now, my ears and my nose don't seem to be enough in this case. So, step closer, O, Unknown One, and allow me to identify you with my sense of touch.

I think he knows it's me.

Was it Nardo? Surprise, surprise.

We narrowly escaped an embarrassment.

Sit down, Iggy.

Weather report. Fog turning to hazy sunshine.

Five bucks in a magic shop and I was the star of the class.

Pride, Reiger. Pride.

A half a carat of girl's best friend.

No, I'm appalled at the prospect of you breeding.

Lighten up, Reiger, I'm in love.

Now, quick, get out of here before Louie shows up.

When I uncork this baby, it's gonna explode.

With any luck at all, in 24 hours, I'll be able to see your sweet, beautiful face.

Foot deodorant.

I'd rather have a baboon do it.

I don't blame you. I've seen that. It's lovely.

Well, go ahead, Latka, don't be chicken. All right. Chicken.

That was a big hit.

No, my tie, Reiger. I'm afraid she won't like the way I knot it.

you-you-you've a somewhat puckish quality, you know?

Let's not talk hypothetical here, Reiger. You think I'm cute?

It's, uh, some people like Golden Retrievers, right? And some people like, uh, pit bulls.

Some people keep tarantulas. That doesn't mean they're gonna marry one.

Oh, you must be here for Wanda. Well, she's sick. This, coming from a girl with a 'W' embroidered on her sweater.

she's never seen it, Reiger.

You got a tweezer, Reiger? What for? I want to pluck my eyebrows.

No, just the hair right in the middle here. Louie, come on. You don't need it! Well, it couldn't hurt.

I mean, give her a couple of months to figure this out, to get used to it.

Oh! Oh, Louie, you're beautiful! It's still blurry.

Except I thought you had a little more hair between your eyebrows.

It grows back!

I got to adapt. I mean, no more bragging about my extensive wardrobe when I only own one suit.

I'm gonna have to buy her a real diamond.