Quotes
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Gas Station Employee: I`m picking up your sarcasm.
Richard Hayden: Well, I should hope so, because I`m laying it on pretty thick.
Tommy: Let`s think about this for a sec, Ted, why would somebody put a guarantee on a box? Hmmm, very interesting.
Ted Nelson, Customer: Go on, I`m listening.
Tommy: Here`s the way I see it, Ted. Guy puts a fancy guarantee on a box `cause he wants you to fell all warm and toasty inside.
Ted Nelson, Customer: Yeah, makes a man feel good.
Tommy: `Course it does. Why shouldn`t it? Ya figure you put that little box under your pillow at night, the Guarantee Fairy might come by and leave a quarter, am I right, Ted?
[chuckles until he sees that Ted is not laughing too]
Ted Nelson, Customer: [impatiently] What`s your point?
Tommy: The point is, how do you know the fairy isn`t a crazy glue sniffer? "Building model airplanes" says the little fairy; well, we`re not buying it. He sneaks into your house once, that`s all it takes. The next thing you know, there`s money missing off the dresser, and your daughter`s knocked up. I seen it a hundred times.
Ted Nelson, Customer: But why do they put a guarantee on the box?
Tommy: Because they know all they sold ya was a guaranteed piece of shit. That`s all it is, isn`t it? Hey, if you want me to take a dump in a box and mark it guaranteed, I will. I got spare time. But for now, for your customer`s sake, for your daughter`s sake, ya might wanna think about buying a quality product from me.
Ted Nelson, Customer: [pause] Okay, I`ll buy from you.
Tommy: Well, that`s...
Tommy, Richard Hayden: ...What?
Tommy: I l-left a message.
Richard Hayden: A message? What number did you call?
Tommy: Two, four, niner, five, six, seven...
Richard Hayden: I can`t hear you, you`re trailing off and did I catch a niner in there? Were you calling from a walkie-talkie?
Tommy: No, it was cordless.
Richard Hayden: You know what? Don`t. Not here, not now.
[Moments earlier they hit a deer, it`s now riding in the back seat of Richard`s car]
Tommy: Where are we gonna take the deer?
Richard Hayden: I dunno, the vet?
Tommy: You take dead animals to the vet?
Richard Hayden: Why not? I`d take you to the vet.
Tommy: Yeah I`ll take you to the... Um...
Richard Hayden: Got that?
Tommy: Shut up.
Richard Hayden: [watching Tommy squirt catsup into his mouth] Ugh, I can actually hear you getting fatter.
Michelle: Listen up, you little spazoids. I know where you live and I`ve seen where you sleep. I swear to everything holy that your mothers will cry when they see what I`ve done to you.
Richard Hayden: You`re right! You`re not your dad! He could sell a ketchup Popsicle to a woman in white gloves!
Tommy: Did you hear I finally graduated?
Richard Hayden: Yeah, and just a shade under a decade too, all right.
Tommy: You know a lot of people go to college for seven years.
Richard Hayden: I know, they`re called doctors.
[Richard`s car is destroyed by a deer]
Richard Hayden: No way that just happened. My car is completely destroyed.
Tommy: I swear I`ve seen a lot of stuff in my life, but that... was... *awesome*.
[bursts out laughing]
Tommy: ... but, sorry about your car, man. That... That sucks.
Tommy: D+?... Oh, my God... I passed! I passed! Oh, man!
[shouting]
Tommy: I got a D+! I`m gonna graduate!
[hugging a stranger]
Tommy: I wish we`d known each other... this is a little awkward.
[shouts]
Tommy: I got a D+! I`m gonna graduate! Give me five!
Richard Hayden: [after Tommy explodes in a client`s office] That guy may not call us.
Tommy: I can`t believe he called me a psycho.
Richard Hayden: Hey, were you in there just now? You are a psycho... Good God. And comb your hair.
Ray Zalinsky: [after a car crashes into a wall during a crash test] God, I love that.
Tommy: Hey, I`ll tell you what. You can get a good look at a butcher`s ass by sticking your head up there. But, wouldn`t you rather to take his word for it?
Mr. Brady, Customer: [confused] What? I`m failing to make the connection here.
Tommy: No, I mean is, you can get a good look at a T-bone by sticking your head up a butcher`s ass... No, wait. It`s gotta be your bull.
Richard: [embarrassed] Wow.
[saying it correctly]
Tommy: I can get a good look at a T-bone by sticking my head up a bull`s ass, but I`d rather take a butcher`s word for it.
[Tommy carelessly set an open bag of M&M`s on the dashboard and they immediately poor into an open slot]
Richard Hayden: Oh that sounds good: melted chocolate inside the dash, that really ups the resale value.
Tommy: I think you`ll be okay here, they have a thin candy shell. `Surprised you didn`t know that.
Richard Hayden: I think your brain has a thick candy shell.
Tommy: Your... Your brain has the shell on it.
Richard Hayden: Are you talking?
Tommy: Shut up, Richard.
[repeated line]
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: Shut Up Richard.
Richard Hayden: You have de-railed...
Tommy: Shut up Richard!
Tommy: [after watching Ray Zalinski car commercial] Hmmm. He seems like a nice guy.
Richard Hayden: This is the guy trying to buy the company, not to mention put you out on the street, and all you can say is,
[sarcastically]
Richard Hayden: "Hmmm, he seems like a nice guy!"
Frank Rittenhauer: [Richard is videotaping Reilly and Rittenhauer at the wedding reception] I just wanna tell you, you really look dynamite today, Beverly.
[toasts the camera]
Ted Reilly: Yeah, Tom, you are a lucky man. Boy, would I like to get some of that.
Richard Hayden: Good lord.
Ted Reilly: Oh, God. No. Richard, you got an edit button on that thing?
Richard Hayden: [backing away] It`ll cost you!
Ted Reilly: Come here. Come here, you little prick!
Tommy: [admiring his new office] Hey, there`s even a fridge! You could put six packs of be...
[glances at his dad]
Tommy: ... soda in here...
[Richard knocks on the door impersonating the maid while Tommy tries to sleep]
Richard Hayden: Housekeeping. You want mint for pillow?
Tommy: Please go away let me sleep, *for the love of God.*
Richard Hayden: Housekeeping. You want me to jerk you off?
Tommy: What kind of hotel is this?
[opens door]
Tommy: Who the hell are... Oh, it`s you.
Richard Hayden: Good morning, sunshine.
Richard Hayden: Housekeeping, you want me fluff pillow?
Tommy: Does this suit make me look fat?
Richard Hayden: No, your face does.
Tommy: You better pray to the god of skinny punks that this wind doesn`t pick up, cos I`ll come over there, and jam an oar up your ass.
Michelle: I saw your step mom and your step brother and he was kissing her.
Tommy: So?
Michelle: With his tongue.
Tommy, Richard: UGH.
Richard: He`s doing his mommy?
Tommy: Look at `em there, pretty maids all in a row. I want the one on the left; she`s perfect. Which one d`you want? Huh, huh, huh?... Alright.
Paul: Does it make a difference?
Tommy: Oh yeah. Wait a second. Is this your first time?
Paul: Yeah Tommy, it is.
Tommy: God, you`re gonna remember this the rest of your life. Can`t believe you`ve never been cow tipping before. Get ready to live. Huh, huh, huh, ssshhhh. She`s sleepin`. What you do is, you put your shoulder into her and you push.
Paul: And?
Tommy: They fall over, hee, hee, hee.
Paul: And this doesn`t strike you as kinda` dumb?
Tommy: We`re family, we`re gonna be doing lots of dumb stuff together. Wait `til Christmas.
Ray Zalinsky: Marty, find out where the police are going to be taking him. Send over a bottle of bubbly with a bucket of ice and a card. Have it say, "Tough break, get drunk on me. Use the bucket to ice down your marbles, Yours, Z."
Richard Hayden: All right, now it`s sale time, so remember, we don`t take no...?
Tommy: No shit from anyone.
Richard Hayden: No.
Tommy: Um, we don`t take no prisoners.
Richard Hayden: We don`t take no for answer.
Tommy: Oh yeah... We don`t take no for an answer! We don`t take no for an answer...
[Tommy and Richard have just finished a presentation]
`No` Manager: No.
Tommy: Okey-dokey.
`No` Manager: No.
Tommy: Gotcha. Thanks.
`No` Manager: [shaking his head `no`] Mmmm-mmmm.
Tommy: Terrific! Thanks for your time.
[after Tommy has rubbed air freshener on himself]
Ray Zalinsky: Went a little heavy on the pine tree perfume there, kid?
Tommy: Sir, it`s an taxicab air freshener.
Ray Zalinsky: Good, you`ve pinpointed it. Step two is washing it out.
Richard Hayden: Okay, and life preservers, these... we may need. Although what are the odds of us actually hitting a lake? My money says if anything, it`s gonna be a mountain.
Richard Hayden: Ok, folks, the guy in front of you is Tommy, he`s gonna be taking you through my little spiel here. Tommy is a Scorpio, he likes biking and he`s never been laid.
Richard Hayden: It`s called reading! Top to bottom, left to right... a group of words together is called a sentence. Take Tylenol for any headaches... Midol for any cramps.
Richard Hayden: Look Mommy, the Rhino`s getting too close to the car.
Tommy: Him too afraid to get out, him just a little guy.
Richard Hayden: All right, that`s it, fat boy, I`m gonna wail on you.
Tommy: Hey, boys and girls, it`s Papa Smurf!
Richard Hayden: You don`t want none of me; think it through.
Tommy: Just gimme your best shot.
[Richard Punches him]
Tommy: That was it? Come on you can do better than that, can`t you Captain Limp Wrist? Try again!
[Richard punches him again]
Tommy: Hey everybody, is there a window open; I feel a draft!
[Richard punches him twice]
Tommy: If I wanted a kiss, I`d call your mother!
[Richard hits him over the face with a 2×4]
Tommy: That was a good one.
Richard Hayden: [Richard looks up] Hey, Prehistoric Forest!
Tommy: Richard, were you watching Spank-travision?
Richard Hayden: Okay let`s get some shut eye.
Tommy: Maybe you were watching a movie with that funny comedian, oh what`s his name? Buddy Whackett?
Tommy: [They pull up by a tree] Lord I never had to tinkle so bad in all my life.
[Richard begins driving away]
Tommy: What the? Oh Richard you`re a riot. Stop the car. Son of a. What the hell`s gotten into you? My thing got stuck in my zipper and I got piss all over my pants.
[as Richard is adjusting Tommy`s tie, it comes off]
Tommy: Heh, heh, it`s a clip-on.
Richard Hayden: [sarcastically laughing] Are you sure?
Tommy: Hey, what`s your name?
Helen: Helen.
Tommy: That`s nice, you look like a Helen. Helen, we`re both in sales. Let me tell you why I suck as a sales man. Let`s say I go into a guy`s office, let`s say he`s even remotely interested in buying something. Well then I get all excited. I`m like Jojo the idiot circus boy with a pretty new pet. Now the pet is my possible sale. Hello there pretty little pet, I love you. And then I stoke it, and I pet it, and I massage it. Hehe I love it, I love my little naughty pet, you`re naughty. And then I take my naughty pet and I go
[makes ripping noises as he tears apart the roll]
Tommy: Uuuuuuh. I killed it. I killed my sale. And that`s when I blow it. That`s when people like us have gotta forge ahead, Helen. Am I right?
Helen: God, you`re sick.
Reservationist: Oh, I can reserve you a flight coming *back* from Chicago at 5:55. Does that help?
Richard Hayden: Hi, I`m Earth. Have we met?
[reservationist looks confused]
Reservationist: I don`t think so.
[Richard sees a trash bag with tape wrapped around it coming out of the plane]
Richard Hayden: Oh, that has to be you. Spray that thing for bugs?
[Richard and Tommy almost got in a car accident]
Richard Hayden: Hey... I was just thinking... when we stopped for gas this morning I think it was you who put the oil in.
Tommy: Hey if you`re going to say I didn`t put the right kind in, you`re wrong. I used 10-W-30. And besides, motor oil would have nothing to do with this accident.
Richard Hayden: True. But you can`t latch the hood too well, IF YOU DON`T TAKE THE CAN OUT, YOU NO-SELLING WASTE OF SPACE.
[Tommy winces at his mistake]
Richard Hayden: I swear to God, you`re worthless!
[Tommy sees a pretty woman. Richard is watching from his window]
Richard Hayden: Scram Tommy. Don`t give her the weight room thing.
[Tommy approaches her acting muscular and buff]
Tommy: Do you know where the weight room is? I`ll check it out.
Paul: Did you eat a lot of paint chips when you were a kid?
Tommy: [laughs] Why?
[last lines]
Tommy: Oh, that`s gonna leave a mark!
Tommy: Forget it, I quit, I can`t do this anymore, man. My head`s about to explode. My whole life sucks! I don`t know what I`m doing, I don`t know where I`m going. My dad just died, we just killed Bambi, I`m out here getting my ass kicked and every time I drive down the road I wanna jerk the wheel into a Goddamn bridge abutment!
Tommy: Brothers don`t shake hands. Brothers gotta hug.
Tommy: Richard, who`s your favorite little rascal? Alfalfa?... Or is it SPANKY?
[chuckles as Richard covers his face]
Tommy: Sinner.
[Richard needs Big Tom to sign some documents]
Richard Hayden: I need your John Hancock.
[Tommy Boy scoffs]
Tommy: It`s HERBIE Hancock.
Richard Hayden: What did I say about eating in the car anyways?
Tommy: It`s not good cause it spoils your dinner?
Richard Hayden: What is our carrying charge for all the merchandise in the warehouse?
Tommy: Ohhhh, man...
Richard Hayden: One and a...
Tommy: ...half percent. I knew that. Why can`t I remember it?
Richard Hayden: Try an association like, uhhh... Let`s say the average person uses ten percent of their brain. How much do you use? One and a half percent. The rest is clogged with malted hops and bong resin.
Tommy: Richard, I`m gonna need your watch. I`ve got... a... plan.
Richard Hayden: Yikes.
Richard Hayden: And... what about seat belts? To fasten, take the little end and stick it in the big end and... you know what? If you guys don`t know how to use a seatbelt, just ring your call button and Tommy will come back there and hit you on the head with a tack hammer because you`re a *retard*.
Paul: These shoes are Italian. They`re worth more than your life.
Mrs. Nelson: Honey? Look at this human bomb on the news.
Ted Nelson, Customer: Huh? Oh yeah, I buy brake pads off him. I thought we were watching cartoons.
Tommy: Richard? Is this your coat?
Richard: Don`t do it.
Tommy: Fat guy in a little coat. Fat guy in a little coat.
Richard: Don`t
Tommy: [singing] Fat guy in a little coat. / Fat guy in a little coat.
Richard: Take it off, Dickhead, I`m serious!
Tommy: Richard! What`s happening?
[coat rips]
Tommy: Uh oh!
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: No offense, but if I showed a picture of your mom to some of my buddies at school, she`d definitely be "Boner of the Month".
Paul: I`m honored. Is there anything to do in this town besides eat?
[Tommy has a fake bomb strapped to himself]
Nicole Taylor, Action 8 News: Is that why you`ve strapped a bomb to your chest?
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: Oh, this isn`t a bomb. These are road flares.
Ray Zalinsky: Road flares? Did you live under power lines as a kid, or something?
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: Ha ha ha, why?
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: Tommy Likey! Tommy want wing-ey!
Ray Zalinsky: Truth is, I make car parts for the American working man because I`m a hell of a salesman and he doesn`t know any better. Well, son, since you`re no longer a shareholder, this is where I leave you. Don`t feel bad. This chain of events was set in motion a long time ago, and you and bald-headed friend, you did what you could and that`s commendable. Marty, have Security see these boys out.
Marty, Zalinsky`s Aide: Yes, sir.
Ray Zalinsky: Mrs. Callahan.
[greets Beverly and Paul; Paul waves "goodbye"]
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: [in shock] What`s my family doing in there?
Paul: Wait a minute, fat boy. You lost your shares to the bank. You don`t even have a right to be here!
Michelle: Gee, it`s funny you should bring that up, `cause I`m not sure that you have the right to be here.
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: Whoa, what have we got here? Oh, my God, it`s a Police Report.
Ray Zalinsky: What`s all this about?
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: Let`s see. "Paul Barrish, married May 1993 to Beverly Barrish aka Beverly Burns". Richard, how could Beverly be married to Paul and my dad at the same time? Interesting!
Richard Hayden: Yes. Provocative.
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: What I think it means is your marriage to my dad was never legal.
Michelle: Which also means that Beverly`s shares still belong to Tommy.
Paul: That`s it! I`m not gonna take this.
Richard Hayden: Uh, uh! It`s not over yet, Lee Harvey.
Michelle: Let`s see... warrants outstanding: New Mexico-Mail Fraud. Colorado-Wire Fraud. And coming soon to Ohio, Computer Fraud.
[Paul makes as if to say something, then makes a break for the door]
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: [shouts] Get him!
Ray Zalinsky: Don`t let him leave the complex, Marty.
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: [Paul runs into the Zalinsky auto testing center] Hey, you forgot your wife!
Paul: Screw you! Screw all of you!
[trips over the lever that starts the crash test; car drives fast]
Paul: Not good.
Ray Zalinsky: Hit the brakes!
Paul: [screaming; car stops abruptly, sends Paul flying into a chair; a huge test bag drops down and smashes his testicles] Aaahh! Ohhh!
Richard Hayden: Ooh! That will ruin his weekend.
Tommy: [goofing off in front of an electric fan] La-la-la-loo-loo... Luuuke... Luuuke! I am your fah-ther! La-la-lay-lu...
Richard Hayden: [Walks in] Oh, I`ve interrupted happy time! Now I know you want to sit there and keep being not slim, but we gotta work a little today.
Tommy: That was from Star Wars.
Richard Hayden: I know.
Richard Hayden: My fellow nerds and I will retire to the nerdery with our calculators.
Richard Hayden: [Zalinski turns on a high-powered fan that blows Richard`s toupee off] You tell anyone about this and I will kill you, you understand me?
Tommy: Uh... it looks real!
Tommy: Hey, what is this thing?
Louis, Factory Worker: It`s a buffer, I take all the small pieces that need smoothing and give`em a zap.
Tommy: Cool, can I try?
Louis, Factory Worker: Sure, give`er!
Tommy: [Tommy grinds a part with the buffer, it slips off from the wheel and bounces away towards a window]
Louis, Factory Worker: Nice distance!
[Tommy is celebrating his graduation with friends]
Tommy: Some of us are leaving, and that is sad, but this isn`t the end. No way. We`re gonna show this world a thing or two. We`re going to show...
[he passes out and falls on a table and smashes it]
Tommy: R.T., I think I figured it out the problem. This order is going to Columbus. That`s a one-day delivery, but you`ve got it marked down for two.
R.T., Shipping Foreman: That`s because it`s going to Columbus, Georgia. Not Columbus, Ohio.
[he shows Tommy the shipping address]
R.T., Shipping Foreman: You see these letters by the city? That`s called a state. What else you got, Wonder Boy?
Tommy: Uh... that`s pretty much it for now.
R.T., Shipping Foreman: Hey, Tommy, maybe you should go back to college for another seven years and study a globe.
Kid in Bank: Hey, Mom! It`s the guy who robbed the bank.
Tommy: I didn`t rob any bank.
Kid in Bank: Oh, yeah, right. Like it was some other real fat guy with a tiny head.
Tommy: I got a tiny head?
Paul: Ohh... Bad mommy!
Beverly Barish, aka Beverly Burns: Don`t call me that! It`s creepy!
Tommy: Hey, remember your brother Duane? Whatever happened to him? We used to go to Safeway all the time and get caught trying to steal doughnuts.
Michelle: He`s a cop. He had to get a real job when my parents moved to Cuyahoga Falls.
Tommy: Wow!
[awkward silence]
Michelle: [holds up box of Dunkin` Donuts] Want one?
Tommy: I`d better not. I have what doctors call a little bit of a weight problem. I used to grab bear claws as a kid, two at a time, and I`d get them lodged right in this region here.
[motioning at his stomach]
Tommy: Uh, what my associate is trying say is... Our new brake pads are really cool. You`re not even gonna believe it. Like, let`s say you`re driving along the road with your family.
[Picks up model car]
Tommy: You`re drivin` along, la-de-da, woo. All of a sudden there`s a truck tire in the middle of the road. And you hit the brakes. EEEEEEEEE! Whoa, that was close. Ha-ha. Now let`s see what happens when you`re driving with the "other guy`s" brake pads. You`re drivin` along, you`re drivin` along, the kids start shouting from the back seat, "I gotta go to the bathroom, Daddy!" "Not now, damn it!" Truck tire. EEEEEEEE! I CAN`T STOP!
[Slams model car into lighter]
Tommy: There`s a cliff! AAAAAHH! And your family`s screaming,
[sets car on fire]
Tommy: "Oh my God, we`re burning alive!" "No! I can`t feel my legs!" Here comes the meat wagon.
[Imitates siren]
Tommy: And the medic gets out and says, "Oh my God". New guy`s around the corner puking his guts out.
[Imitates retching]
Tommy: All because you want to save a couple extra pennies. And to me, it doesn`t...
Executive with Toy Cars: Get out. Now!
Tommy: [Richard tries blowing out flaming car] Do you validate?
Executive with Toy Cars: No!
Frank Rittenhauer: If this factory goes under, the whole town goes under.
Boardroom Woman: That`s when the whores come in.
Paul: Excuse me, what was that?
Boardroom Woman: Men laying their trick-money down. Twenty dollars to pay the rent? Maybe not. Maybe instead I`ll spend it on the whore.
Boardroom Woman: Whores running around, doing their little behind-shake for the men folk...
Richard Hayden: I kinda like her idea.
Boardroom Man: For Christ`s sake. Once during the war I visited a prostitute, and my life has been a living hell ever since.
Tommy: Richard, do I have a mark on my face? It really hurts.
Richard Hayden: Nope, nothing. I thought I hit you on the shoulder.
Tommy: My shoulder doesn`t hurt very much, but my face does.
[points to huge bruised area on his face]
Tommy: Right here. Not here or here so much. Right here.
Richard Hayden: Nope. Ship shape! Waitress, can I get that shrimp cocktail I saw in the glass case?
Helen: Yep. And you, what can I get
[pauses and looks at Tommy`s face]
Helen: Jesus, what happened to your face?
Tommy: I knew it!
Thomas `Tommy` Callahan III: Holy Schnike!
Mr. Brady, Customer: But I`m going to be honest with you. I don`t like you, probably never will. You`re a smug unhappy little man and you treat people like they were idiots."
Tommy: Richard, what were you doing?
Richard Hayden: Um, going over some documents.
Tommy: Well, where are they? Geez, I don`t see them!
Richard Hayden: They`re... in my briefcase.
Tommy: How can you be reading documents, when they`re in you`re briefcase? Hmm... that`s a mystery!
Richard Hayden: Ok then, let`s hit it.
Tommy: Richard! Were you watching, "Spank-tra-vision?" Maybe you were watching a movie with that funny comedian! Oh, whats his name? Buddy... Whackett?
Richard Hayden: Ok, let`s get some shut-eye.
Tommy: Say! That`s a pretty girl down there!
Richard Hayden: Good for her.
Tommy: Gee, I wonder if she goes out with one of the Yankees!
Richard Hayden: Couldn`t tell ya.
[Later that night]
Tommy: Big day tomorrow. Hope we can keep this momentum goin`.
Richard Hayden: Yup. That`d be good.
Tommy: Richard... Who`s you`re favorite little rascal? Alfalfa? Or is it Spanky? *Giggles*
Tommy: Sinner.
Trivia
In the motel room, on the TV in the background is a preview for Naked Gun 33 1/3: The Final Insult (1994), also directed by Peter Segal.
When Bo Derek`s character comes out of the pool, Tommy says to Big Tom (Brian Dennehy), "Whoa, dad. She`s a... ten!" Bo Derek and Brian Dennehy both appeared in 10 (1979).
In the scene where they are at the wedding reception for "Big" Tom Callahan you can see Chris Farley`s brother sitting to Chris`s left when Big Tom asks Tommy Boy to help him out with the song.
Tommy graduates Marquette University, which was Chris Farley`s real-life alma mater.
Fred Wolf worked on the screenplay uncredited.
David Spade refused to let the set`s stylist work on his hair. This accounts for his hair`s tousled appearance in the film.
When Paul Barish attempts to sabotage the Callahan delivery trucks, the gun he uses is a Sturm, Ruger Mini 14.
The bassist in the band that plays at the wedding plays a Fender Precision Bass with a tobacco sunburst finish
The auto shop garages in one of the Zalinsky TV ads are actually Canadian Tire Corporation auto service centre garages.
David Spade`s character Richard Hayden says that `Big` Tom, played by Brian Dennehy was like a father to him. Brian Dennehy would go on to play David Spade`s father as Red Finch in the TV comedy "Just Shoot Me!" (1997)
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