"That man belongs in a pound..." "Pound of what?" *Maddie-glare*
"You're a wanton woman! A woman who's wantin'!"
The Dr. Seuss bit:
Maddy: "We're looking for a man with a mole on his nose." Matre'D: "A mole on his nose?" David: "A mole on his nose." Matre'D: "What kind of clothes?" Maddy: (to David) "What kind of clothes..?" David: (to Matre'D) "What kind of clothes do you suppose?" Matre'D: "What kind of clothes do I suppose would be worn by a man with a mole on his nose? Who knows?" David: "Did I bother to mention, did I happen to disclose, that this man that we seek with the mole on his nose?/
I'm not sure of his clothes or anything else except he's Chinese, a big clue in itself." Maddy: "How do you do that?" David: "You gotta read a lot of Dr. Seuss."
Matre'D: "I'm sorry to say, I'm sad to report, that I have not seen anyone at all of that sort./
Not a man who's Chinese with a mole on his nose with some kind of clothes that you can't suppose./
SO...get away from this door and get out of this place/
Or I'll have to hurt you...put my foot in your face."
Maddy: "Oh..!"
David: "Oh..!"
Maddy: "Time to go!"
David: "Time to go!" *hasty exit*
David-as-Petruchio in "Atomic Shakespeare," particularly his first line:
David-as-Petruchio (to a buxom village girl): "ZOUNDS! What MOUNDS!"
