remiss in remembering that part. Oh well. No fast forward button that night. I just pretended it didn't happen. But I think my kids were wondering why I wasn't so heartily quoting along like I was in other parts of the movie. My wife was watching me, and trying her best not to die laughing.

Reminds me of watching Beverly Hills Cop with my Dad as a kid. During a certain bit of dialogue, I can remember my Dad desperately fumbling for the fast forward button as I weighed the merits of the conversation between Foley, Taggart and Rosewood in the striptease establishment.