Maybe you should check with the rabbi.

Yeah, it's industrial strength. Sixteen thousand Btu's.

You tell that son of a bitch,

Oh, this was set for two minutes, see?

ELAINE: It was a cold winter's night in Timbuktu.

This son of a bitch is ice cold.

George!

soothing your every aching muscle.

Sorry I'm late.

Till this bastard over here says:

Get ahold of yourself.

I trust Elaine. She is my friend.

go visit them in New York."

Now, now, speak up, George. I can't hear you.

Make way. He's a contender.

The soak of the year.

Yeah, yeah. I got the biggest one they had.

Thank god I took off my heels and put on my...

Oh!

All right, that's it. Let's go.

no Yankee is ever coming to Houston.

"And that was it, I lost.

Not as long as you bastards are running things.

"Let's call the sons of bitches,

Yeah? It's huge.

Huh? Oh, that must be it.

[GASPS]

you know where we are?

[SHOUTING] You tell that son of a bitch

Well, I--

I set this thing for 20 seconds.

Not as long as you bastards are running things.

no Yankee is ever coming to Houston!

Mr. Wilhelm. What's the matter with you?

It knows what time it is.

when you Yankee bastards are coming to Houston?

if I had been with you there in Barcelona...

Here, feel my hand. Yeah, feel.