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JOHN(BLACK): Astro. Work now, freak later! Work now! STARK: Yes JOHN(BLACK): Good. STARK: How much later? * JOHN(GREEN): Look at the suckers on that boy. Damn, in some parts of the universe this thing would be considered good-eatin'. * JOHN(GREEN): Cross my heart, smack me dead, stick a lobster on my head. * JOHN(GREEN): Who's your daddy? C'mon, you know who your daddy is. Who's your daddy? D'Argo, tell him who his daddy is. D'ARGO: I'm your daddy. * D'ARGO: Oh c'mon, crack a smile will you? At least he's out of your nose. JOHN(GREEN): Hair. D'ARGO: Yes, that's what I meant, at least he's out of your nose hair.   <prev       next>