Doctor: For that kind of money, we can run every test on him. We'll start with the A's today, we'll do the B's tomorrow, the C's on Thursday.
Leprechaun: For doing that trick, I'll chop off your dick.
Leprechaun: Oh, what golden palaces, with plenty of riches, I'll rob 'em blind, these dirty sons of bitches.
Doctor: What I'm about to ask you could decide whether you live or die: do you have health insurance?
Tammy: Leave him alone, you son of a bitch!
Scott: Hello, yes, some weird guy just tried to rob me. Yes, and there's a leprechaun in your hotel, yes, a leprechaun. Hello?
Man in Casino: You see, this be a good luck charm.
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