|To promote the Harlequin Dinner Theatre, Edwin Blackgaard and Walter Shakespeare hold a bicycle race. But when Shakespeare breaks his leg, it's up to Blackgaard to get everything ready in time.
I'll call a cab. Precisely how do you call a cab, Shakespeare?
With a phone, sir.
- AslanCryin' Bryan Dern
:Other than waiting for my Aunt Edna's veins to heal, I can't think of anything more exciting . . .
: What was all the commotion,sir?
: I thought I heard a crash a moment ago.
: I slipped while I was getting the teacups.
: That explains the first crash, but I heard a series of them.
: Well, I had to get the milk and sugar, didn't I?
Shakespeare: The door, sir
Edwin: Ah, yes, the door
Shakespeare: I ment can you get the door?