Lt. Frank Drebin

— I can't see anything.
— Use your open eye, Frank.

— That's my policy. When I see five weirdos dressed in togas stabbing a guy in the middle of the park in full view of a hundred people, I shoot the bastards.
— That was a Shakespeare in the Park production of Julius Caesar, you moron!

— What about Nordberg?
— Doctors say he's got a 50-50 chance of living. Though there's only a 10% chance of that.

I guess love is like the ozone layer. You never miss it until it's gone.