Harry: You know, I bet I could write a killer X Files.
Tommy: I could write one in my sleep.
Harry: I could write one hanging upside-down.
Tommy: I could write one with crayon.
Harry: I could write one if I lost both my arms and had to type with my feet.
Tommy: I could write one-
Dick: I want to watch one! Why don't you shut up and go write one?
Tommy: Fine, then. We will. Come on, Harry.
Harry: Yeah, come on.
Dick: Good! And when it's on TV, I'll talk all through the damn thing, see how you like it!
Harry: Someone should take the probe out of his butt.