There are no short cuts in this cut-throat business.
Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.
I haven’t got a whiff and these are not the urinal cakes you’re looking for.
You are right about the spelling. I’m Australian.
He’s just graduated as a Master of Blind Trust with first class honours.
Are you talking to me or the rose?
The final frontier.
I’ll bet he creates more heat than light.
And that’s just one of the ways you can tell if you’re a man or a mouse.